Seemingly over night, my Mom's entire family has joined Facebook, excluding my Grandma, but including my Mom. Shocking! The woman just bought a laptop last month for crying out loud. This is her first computer outside of work, welcome to the 21st century, Mom! Shhh, just don't tell her about blogs or Twitter. I can only handle my family taking over one social media fad at a time. Thankyouverymuch.
On one hand, I kind of like it. I enjoy keeping in touch with everyone from the doctors office I worked at. I enjoy keeping in touch with those family members I normally don't get to see once every year or two or three.
There's also the downside, in which everything I post is criticized by my overly critical family. How dare we take a sleeping A to a movie at 10 pm for the first time ever. (She slept the entire time, wish some of the loudass adults would have done that.) How dare I have a bad day. (Didn't you know I ASKED for it by bringing the girls here, even if my bad day had NOTHING to do with them.) How dare we go out to eat. (Don't you know you can only eat healthy at home?) How dare we vote for Obama. (Don't you know he's the cause of your taxes going up and he's a Muslim.) How dare this, how dare that. Blah. Blah. Blah.
The biggest upside of my Mom joining Facebook is that we're actually talking more. She even told me she was proud of me for the first time, in well, forever. (Ever?) She told me I was doing a great job with the girls. She says she wishes K was more like me in the parenting department. If it's late, she'll send me a message telling me to take my ass to bed.
I think the good outweighs the bad with having my family members talking to me on Facebook. There's pretty much only one family that seems to never have anything nice to say to me. I usually just say shit back to make them look stupid or ignore them completely. I think my biggest complaint about having my family on Facebook is some of them blame Obama for everything, some of them are judgmental Christains, and they think Facebook isn't a place to cuss. Oh, and we can't forget the senile Uncle who refuses to come to family get-togethers because another Uncle didn't friend him fast enough on Facebook. (Yes, really.)
What about you? Is your family on your Facebook?