So, I was thinking about what I wrote last night about online networking sites and my statement about “losing interest in forging friendships with people that I would probably never meet.”

The more I thought about it, the more contradictory it seemed. After all, why is it that I find myself surfing blogs for hours on end, reading about the lives of people in far off places, and being completely absorbed by their words and images? In certain instances, I find a kinship with the author who penned the entry and even feel compelled to express my own opinion. I leave a comment and check back periodically to see if they responded. Sometimes, I may even get an e-mail from the journalist and thus begins a spark of a friendship, maybe. At the very least, with the volleying of a few messages to and fro, you may even venture to call yourselves “online acquaintances.” Continue Reading »

A typical conversation between Hubby and I.

Having said our goodnights, the lights were turned off and Hubby and I were lying in bed. Feeling some stiffness in my wrists, I extended my arms and started stretching them.

Hubby: What are you doing?

Me: Carpal tunnel prevention. I’m stretching.

Hubby: Oh, that’s good.

Me: OWW!!!

Hubby: What happened?

Me: I just hyperextended my elbow!

Hubby: There aren’t many people I know that can hurt themselves while lying down. That’s usually why they say “lie down before you hurt yourself.”

Me: Okay, that’s enough stretching.