Has Little Miss Manners Been Exiled From Social Media?
I'm polite. Yes, I drop an F bomb on Facebook from time to time - crass is different than rude. My children will inevitably use expletives at a young age, but I can promise you that they will use those words correctly, in context. I spent my childhood calling my friends' parents Mr. and Mrs. I kept my elbows off the table and my feet off the furniture. I expect (demand?) the same from my kids, which proves especially challenging when raising them in a culture where "Please"
I'm discovering that there is all kinds of fun to be had at networking events. In the last few weeks, I have attended two conferences, a tech launch, a "mingle" and a double-session Google Analytics course. There was wine to be had at half of said events. Clearly, the merriment factor at those events was exponentially higher. Networking is so much more fun than it used to be, isn't it? Perhaps that's because while I am the best fake smiler you've ever met, I really don't enj
Do you need saving? Would you like to be enlightened? Convinced there is a better way to live? Educated about how much more effective or fulfilling your life could be? Me neither. By virtue of attempting to advocate your line of thought - on anything (parenting, religion, interpersonal relations, politics, food) you are assuming that my current life format is in some way insufficient. So, before you embark on marketing your particular cause, you insult me. Big mistake. Withou
The Gas Station
So I hardly ever talk politics anymore. Strange, coming from a midwestern polisci major who had aspirations of being Olivia Pope by age 30. Truth be told, I was wavering between something like Olivia and something like Diane Keaton in Baby Boom. Either way, I'm a child of the 80's who was raised on equal parts Free to Be You and Me and All in the Family, and was ready to take over the world right out of college. Somehow, I ended up (am I ended up yet, at 37?) living in the