a life of its own
i have a facebook page
i really
dont
visit
very often
i find
if i do stop by
i am sucked into the vortex
liking or commenting
on
all the
'what's on your mind'
i have missed since i last stopped by
that said
i do share my blog on Facebook
via
something called networked blogs
i also post photos there after travel adventures
or
an occasional
hey look at this photo
recently
i began to share
my daily world trade center photos
a series
i also share via instagram
sometime ago
i uploaded an old photo
seriously
it was taken in the early 1980s
by a professional photographer
at the wedding of my then boss
i think
i must have uploaded it as a profile photo
tho i really can't remember
anyway
this past weekend
i got an email from Facebook
advising me
someone had commented on a photo
curious
i clicked over
to see
which
photo
was getting such a nice comment
in an effort
to figure out
why/when
i uploaded it
i checked the comments
below
the photo
one of them
is
from me to a friend
asking
you dont think i look pregnant
i really wish
i remembered
why
i posted it
what spurred me to share it
(according to the tags i added it to an album labeled 'family' on wednesday, december 24, 2008 at 8:25 PM)
well
since it resurfaced
likely
due to an instagram friend Liliana Kiraz
looking through my photos
(which are set to be seen by friends only)
i sleuthed this out
by looking to see
who
the first new 'like' was from
after that 'like'
it took on a life of its own
garnering
58 new likes and 57 comments
(i think that includes the original 3 or 4)
its sort of fun
sort of embarrassing
to have
so many comments
about my hair
how i look
they're all positive reactions
i should be struttin'
in a way
i am
i am
also
sort of
wondering
what happened to all that hair
maybe i need to get a perm
maybe i need to gain some weight
'cause
i do recall
being a lot heavier back then
hence
the loose top
and
no
i wasn't pregnant
that top
which i still have
was a favorite of mine
my mother bought it for me
during one our mall shopping adventures
when my parenta lived in florida
we used to go shopping
and
buy each other things
it was funny even then
because
instead of buying ourselves things
we bought them for each other
anyway
here's the photo
i have turned off the comments
'cause
really
i am not comfortable blowing my own horn