Laughter is the best medicine.
Even when you’re sad.
Especially when you have a rough day at work.
And most definitely when your entire existence on social media is hanging by a thread.
A very thin thread at that. Continue reading
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Real Life Lessons From a Social Media Shutdown
I love social media.
With all of my heart.
Recently, I found out that sometimes it doesn’t love me.
It was devastating.
It was worse than the worst heartbreak of my teen years.
In all of my extra and in all of my glory, I never dreamed this could happen to me.
Social media is the foundation of my career, after all.
And in the blink of an eye, it was gone. Continue reading
Social Media is My Life (And I Wouldn’t Have It Any Other Way)
In my 45 years of living on this earth, there is one subject that is absolutely taboo in a discussion with my parents…and it’s probably not what you think. We can talk about sex (even though I’d really prefer not to), we can talk about my dating life, we can even talk about my kids’ dating lives, but the one thing we will not address is social media.
Social media has been a strain on our relationship. They can’t seem to understand why I love it. And they definitely, without a doubt, have huge disdain at the fact that some of their peers on active on social media.
In the words of my father, “Twitter is the devil.” Continue reading
Parents: You Can Survive the Social Media Revolution
They text, they tweet, they chat. If the teens in your life are anything like mine, it is nonstop. We spend a lot of time discussing the when, where, how and why of social media usage in our family and to be honest (or TBH in social media speak) I even become exhausted. Continue reading
Tweeting Through the Teen Years – #1
I overheard this conversation the other day:
Child #1: Facebook for Mom and her friends is like our Twitter.
Child #2: You think? Maybe more like our Snapchat.
Child #3: No…Mom and her blogging friends are doing weird things on Snapchat. Stay with Twitter. {Disclaimer: By weird things, they mean take silly selfies with filters and torture send them to our children.}
Child #2: Mom’s on Twitter.
Child #1: She’s on there, but Twitter moves so fast she doesn’t pay attention to what we do. Continue reading
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