poor, poor, pitiful me! i have been defriended and facebook don’t make it easy to figure out who defriends you. it’s like they’re a teenaged girl from the cool clique who is trying to spare your feelings but isn’t really doing such a good job. i checked the facebook friend who had been with my husband when we first separated–no, she’s still my facebook friend. ditto the guy i wouldn’t date whose posts are so fun and vulgar that i would despair if they didn’t pop up every once in a while–he’s still my friend. so is that guy i went out with in college and the rapper inda loop. and alex beh who used to babysit my kid and now dates jennifer love hewitt. i don’t blame anybody for defriending me–i might defriend myself given a chance.
but before i defriend myself–victory! i made it back to my cozy home and if i can do a small trip i can do every trip required by the face to facebook new years’ resolution! i can meet every one of my remaining 331 facebook friends before december 31, 2011. this is all said in hubris.
the trip began with kankakee where i saw heather for lunch at her job at target. she’s not always going to work there–in fact, i think she’s “work at a museum” material. i can’t wait to watch that develop! then onto champaign-urbana to see john and alice lafond! they were such fine hosts and the next morning i woke quite refreshed and ready for adventure.
and i got it! i was lost several times while trying to find the home of andrew pearce. andrew is a transplanted brit who worked in the railway industry for twenty years. his passions are photography and trains so this is the result of our visit:
and p.s. the train engine was running. my butt got really cold. andrew makes pickled eggs and declined to give me the recipe but i smelled it and decided it could be used as a diet aid as well. in exchange for those eggs, he gets free beer for life from the local brewery. i’d like that deal.
then a sweeping tour of bloomington and i am having dinner with my stepdaughter elisabeth and her husband steve. elisabeth was seven when i married her father. her brother was eleven. i was pregnant with joseph. i was a wretched stepmom. i never beat her or locked her up in the basement, but i wasn’t too keen on making school lunches five days in a row and i never celebrated her successes as much as i should have. nonetheless, she has forgiven me. partly that’s because of grace–being a new mom really makes one appreciate the stresses of your own mom (or stepmom) much better. here’s some important information on how to make fishnet stocking if you’re a princess and you have to dress in rugged conditions.
i spent the night at the indiana union and got a call from chris redmond, joseph’s childhood friend. i remember him as a loud, hyperactive, mischievous boy. the guy who showed up the next morning to work out was a tall, gentlemanly man. his parents have done all right by him. he has agreed to be my necessary bodyguard for the asian leg of the face to facebook new years resolution tour and if anybody wants to apply for any other legs of the trip, sign up now! here, he demonstrates how to train to be a bodyguard:
one thing i’ve learned is that i know some friends who have purpose and meaning in their lives, whether their purpose is trains, raising grace, Jesus Christ, or even just knowing they will have a purpose one day. i hope to find my purpose. i hope to find my way. with my face to facebook friends, i am learning. 331 friends, 319 to go!