To twit or not to twit

In my emergence into social media, I have also joined Twitter. If you twit (or is it tweet?), check out ladycamos. Thanks for the username, MWM. 

I know, I know. Most of my friends and family don’t get it. I’m not sure I really do, either. But if I want to keep up with the future of media and communications, blogs and Twitter are key. Facebook is so 2008. Actually I joined Facebook in 2004, but that’s beside the point. 

And with all these new Web sites and communication outlets, there comes a new wave of verbs. It started with Google, and people started googling themselves on a regular basis. “Googling” doesn’t even register as a misspelling anymore on my Mac’s auto spellcheck. Next we were friending people and blogging, and now there’s twittering. My question is, what is the past tense of twittering? Twattering?

And you thought “googling yourself” sounded dirty.

April showers bring me hope

Hello, world. Welcome to “the cheerful calamity.” After a tumultuous March, I’m starting the month of April fresh. That means — among other things — pursuing a desire I’ve always wanted to do but never made the time for: starting a blog. 

Last month (in the span of less than two weeks, to be specific) my boyfriend broke up with me, I lost my job and someone ran into my car. Classic FML fodder. They say things come in threes, and that was definitely true for me.

Ever the optimist and normally a cheerful person, I was not myself and pretty down after the first two blows. In short, I was blindsided and utterly devastated. But when the third blow hit — literally — and my neighbor rear-ended my innocently parked car on the street, I snapped back. I realized that my life was clearly not in my control and at this point, I had to just go along with it. And I laughed. (Her insurance is paying for it, btw. Not sure I’d be laughing otherwise.)

As much as they sucked initially, I now realize that all three were blessings in disguise. The car, along with the help of my friends and family, brought me back to life. And the loss of the other two have given me the opportunity to leave a town that may have been holding me back and seek some truly amazing opportunities that I never would have pursued otherwise. I now have the freedom to do whatever and go wherever I want, and although liberating, that freedom is also a little terrifying.

But I’d say things are looking up. 

I promise this blog won’t always be so serious, but I wanted to give you an intro into the current chapter of my life story while I work on the next. And to quote GiGi from “He’s Just Not That Into You” (applicable to more than just guys):

“Maybe a happy ending doesn’t include a guy. Maybe it’s you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this: knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment, you never gave up hope.”

Check back for updates… hopefully only good news from here on out :)