Social Media

It’s the day after a holiday shared with relatives you won’t see again until next year. Take a mental health day, take a deep breath, and exhale slowly. Now, admit you are your favorite person even if no one complimented your five-alarm chili at the dinner table. It feels good, doesn’t it, just like it did back when you were in therapy, and the therapist was trying to get you a more positive image of yourself. Right? You had wandered out of theย wildernessย of self-dislike to admit, “Hey! I’m alright!”

Unfortunately, there are places online where people willย vividlyย dissect what was wrong with every dish at the celebration. They have conveniently forgotten that they “friended” everyone whose dinner offering they examined with malicious glee.

Oh, for the good old days! It was just you and your siblings getting together on the telephone. You’d comment on the right-wing crazy uncle’s bizarreย sophistryย and laugh. But last night, your nephews “accidentally” included you in the text thread where they serially put down you and your siblings. An accident or the work of a sickย prankster?

But rejoice! It will be another year before you see them again, and until then, you can block the A-holes on all the social media sites you use.


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16 Replies to “Social Media”

  1. One time I accidently cooked a hamhock, thinking it was a ham… Our guests were standing there in the kitchen as I pulled it out of the oven… it was literally just a small hock with two tablespoon size chunks of meat left… we made the best of it but I can only imagine what they thought…

    1. Everybody needs at least one good cooking mishap. My specialty is flaming maple syrup because I have become preoccupied while boiling the sap…it’s almost expected that I scorch at least one batch a year. But, if you grab it off the stove in time you have some really good caramelized maple syrup ice cream topping.

  2. My family and I had a nice Thanksgiving and all I posted was a photo of my pumpkin pie. Of course, no one in my family is on social media and they don’t say much. Glad you survived.

    1. thankfully the post was not about my family but was a composite from stories I’ve been told by other people with less restrained social media habits.
      My first grandchild got to watch the model railroad run around. That was the highlight of our Thanksgiving. Like yours peaceful, and private! except for the dog stealing shamelessly – the kittens are too young to know what they missed out on.

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