634th Friday Blog Roundup
I got really excited and then really unexcited in a cycle lasting about five minutes when I heard about Peanut, the new app that is called Tinder for Friends. You want new friendships? Swipe right (or left? I’m sorry, I’ve never seen Tinder so I don’t know which direction you DO want to go. So put the correct direction in this sentence) if you want to meet this person to hang out.
Which is brilliant because it can be very difficult to make new friends once you get older. I work out of the house, so it’s not like I’m meeting new co-workers. I’ve become friends with some of the parents of the twins’ friends. And I’ve met some people through activities. But… yeah… it’s really hard, especially when people move or drift away because they get busy.
But when I went to download it, I saw that the description stated: “Peanut shows you like-minded mamas near you, and makes it easy to meet. We’re on a mission to build a community of women who happen to be mamas.”
Well, first and foremost, “mama” is a term I use for my guinea pig — Hebrew for “what-what,” which is what I call him when he is wheeking his head off for no reason other than to let me know that he is thrilled to be alive. Secondly, I do want to meet other women, but I don’t really care if they are parenting a child. I like having conversations about other things than kids. Thirdly, you need to sign up via Facebook and it pulls in your information from that site. Big security no-no. Fourthly, this sentence from The Stir’s review, which I found when I started poking around for information, sums it all up for me: “After that, I was instructed to choose three options from a bunch of different ‘mom-centric’ labels to describe myself.” Um, try none of the above.
So totally disappointed and not downloading it at all. But if someone wants to make an actual Tinder for Friends, I am totally there and will be your first tester.
Stop procrastinating. Go make your backups. Don’t have regrets.
Seriously. Stop what you’re doing for a moment. It will take you fifteen minutes, tops. But you will have peace of mind for days and days. It’s the gift to yourself that keeps on giving.
As always, add any new thoughts to the Friday Backup post and peruse new comments in order to find out about methods, plug-ins, and devices that help you quickly back up your data and accounts.
And now the blogs…
But first, second helpings of the posts that appeared in the open comment thread last week. In order to read the description before clicking over, please return to the open thread:
- “…Because I Don’t Have Kids” (My Path to Mommyhood)
- “The First Ultrasound – Recap” (In Search of a Binky Moongee)
- “Your Win is My Win” (In Due Time)
- “Prayers for the Body” (I’m a Real Woman Now)
- “Banishing Intrusive Thoughts” (No Kidding in NZ)
Okay, now my choices this week.
IF Pomegranate has a post about her sister’s pregnancy. It is bittersweet news. On one hand, she clearly benefits and gets to be an aunt. On the other… well… I think you all understand the other. This one line sums it all up: “I guess my feelings are more like FOMO – Fear of Missing Out. That’s how I feel. I feel FOMO. But it isn’t a fear. It is real. I am missing out: MO.” It’s about being happy for someone else while being sad for yourself at the very same time.
Raven Rambling has a post about how her experience with Valentine’s Day is keeping her feelings about other holidays in check. Once upon a time, it was a difficult holiday for her and then she met her husband. She writes, “Just like that, Valentine’s Day was good again! I had my Valentine, and so February 14th could come and go without causing me any pain. Valentine’s Day was redeemed!” She keeps this in mind when she is struggling now with other holidays; that it won’t always feel like this.
Lastly, The Maybe Baby (Babies) is back with a post about life now in the Trump era. Even as a white woman traveling within US borders, she feels anxious being away from home. What if she can’t get back to her family? Things keep changing so rapidly, how does she know when she leaves home that the rules will still be the same when she tries to return? And yes, infertility comes into play: “For a few moments, my anxiety gets replaced by rage. We’ve worked too hard to be a family to let this fucker fuck it up.”
The roundup to the Roundup: No Peanut for me. Your weekly backup nudge. And lots of great posts to read. So what did you find this week? Please use a permalink to the blog post (written between February 10th and February 17th) and not the blog’s main url. Not understanding why I’m asking you what you found this week? Read the original open thread post here.