I don’t even want to say it out loud for fear of jinxing myself but…
I feel pretty ok today.
I’ve also knocked on some questionable wood for good measure. Hey, particle board, it’s ok, you’re still wood, chipped and dusted and congealed with glue.
So here is a regathering post of sorts, the kind where I sort of make a bulleted list lacking bullets of all of the things that have passed me by in my queasy state of survival, and all of the things that continue on.
But first, let’s get the obligatory 13 week belly photo out of the way. I’m 15 weeks tomorrow just so my level of behind-ness is out there.
Can we talk about SnapChat? Am I just simply over that line past which a person is too old and obsolete to learn a new platform or language? I do not get it. I downloaded it at my younger brother’s behest, and I’ve tried to use it a couple of times when some of you have waxed poetic over the mandatory nature of participation in the thing. Still I do not get it. Not even a little bit. I even Googled “How to use Snapchat” and I’m standing here admitting that the Users Guide on the Snapchat website has me likewise confounded.
Speaking on social media, JD just informed me that Instagram made an announcement today – ok wait let me back up. Facebook. Let’s talk about Facebook. Facebook irritates me both as an individual and as a business owner. Facebook shows posts “in order of relevance” meaning they decide which of my friends’ and Liked pages’ posts they will show me, instead of letting me see what’s been posted by chronology. Facebook has become a popularity contest. What is this, high school? My friends don’t see my post unless a certain number of them “engaged” with it (liked or commented) within a certain timeframe to satisfy some popularity algorithm? I call this hooey. And let’s not even begin to talk about the “algorithm” for Facebook business pages. Unless I pay to “boost” a post, only about 10% of those who Like my photography business page will ever see what I post. Even when I share it on my personal page, it’s still heavily downgraded in “relevance” because I’ve shared a post by a business page.
SO, my point in all this is, Instagram has announced that they are going to begin showing posts “in order of relevance”. Just like Facebook.
This makes me a sad panda.
Instagram, please don’t make me jump platforms again. I can’t Snapchat. I’m unadaptable and deeply unhip.
In other news, Spring has sprung! Early I’m told. The crocuses started to come up from our flower beds this week. My friend Darlene had to tell me what a crocus was. Tell me, what are these strange purple things poking up out of the ground?
I didn’t plant them – so used am I to living in a place where not much grows – but they sure are pretty. Correction, were pretty, before something nibbled them off at the stem. I’ve much to learn about northern gardening, including how to discourage woodland creatures from eating my flowers. What gives, woodland creatures?
Speaking of Woodland creatures, we just closed on a second duplex (third property) as part of our real estate adventure and according to our tenants there are squirrels in the attic. I’m currently researching “Humane squirrel removal Pittsburgh” whilst obeying strange and urgent pregnancy cravings such as large and crisp veggie submarine sandwiches and the occasional baked bean.
I dusted off my camera and revamped my photo website. It’s all shiny and new. If I can just get my logo/header to center. Grumble. I’m hoping to get my photo business going full swing up here in Pittsburgh.
It feels good to take pictures again. I shot a beautiful wedding in October and a gorgeous bridal shower two weekends ago. Here are a few peeks:
I’m encouraged by the fact that I can write and it feels effortless today. Maybe this is a sign of better times to come. Pregnancy so far has been hard. Not the kind of hard you aren’t undyingly grateful for but when everything from a commercial about Pine Sol to a lawnmower kicking out grass smells makes you want to toss your cookies you can’t help but look forward to glowier times.
And times more in shape. Bum, you’re lookin’ lumpy. I’ve had brief and sweet affairs on the elliptical where I can squeeze them into the good days but they’ve been sporadic at best. But hey! Bright notes! I had ice cream! A strawberry Blizzard from Dairy Queen! And it stayed where I put it!