Facebook Etiquette, anyone?

I have done some editing of my FB friends, it seems like the thing to do. You accept the request, have this friend, maybe hide this friend and then x amount of time later you delete this friend because you don't know them from adam and you don't care to.

I remain friends with someone i graduated HS with, we were at CSU at the same time, too, and she is a nice funny girl, but there are some flags here. First off, I saw that the NE Ohio Womens Expo was bringing in kate gosselin as the main speaker, and i was appalled. WTF has she ever done for women or anyone else other than her porcupine haired self? She is a total asshole, that could not be more obvious. I had a conversation , I think with Salexis about how lame this was, and see a bit later that this FB friend of mine is attending and really excited to hopefully meet kate gosselin - yikes - she is "team kate", as they say. Strike 1.

Anyway, now this lady is putting her kids potty training updates in her facebook status, and actually they have been pretty general and just encouraging/excited about her kids progress. Thats cool, though kind of borderline in my opinion. I don't think people remember ALL of their FB friends all of the time when they enter TMI territory in the status update. Of course there are cases like CCB out there, the diagnosably insane with FB accounts and we cant do much about that or their GOD DAMN friends and their god damn comments. Here is the status and comments which inspired me to share -

Status = Potty Training Day 4, Billy went #2 in the potty chair for the first time. Then the dog ate it. Why do these things happen to me?

(Revolting, but kind of funny due to her last comment/question - acceptable for FB? hmmm...)

comment - OMG! Hyserical

comment- if you are what you eat, then your dog is a poopy! (SERIOUSLY, people. seriously)

comment - at least it was the dog, not Billy. Betty ate her own poop when she was 2!

Ok, suburban mommies of facebook, they are called boundaries for chrissake. Eating shit is NOT something the random people that you graduated from high school with want to see in their news feed. Start a fucking group for moms who need to discuss their kids shit online if you really must. Just keep your shit talk and your completely inappropriate following exclamation points off my damn page.

Am I wrong here? Here on the blogalish, I welcome posts and or comments pertaining to your childrens shits. Its all in the tight knit friends/family here. I can comfortably reply with the tale of how my dogs nearly fought over an enormous piece of some other dogs shit the other day like it was a magic candy bar snack.

Oh, and of course 2 people "liked" the status involving billy and the dog and the poopy.

What kind of world do we live in, with our internet social networks and poop talk? It's alarming.

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A Day In The Life...

4:00 a.m....wake to cries, stick pacifier in mouth, pray for one more hour
5:00 a.m....finally realize this is it, day is beginning...grab baby from swing and go to nurse
5:30 a.m....finish nursing, get baby to sleep on chest, get comfy in the recliner, snooze
6:15 a.m....wake to furious grunting and leg kicking of baby...realize a diaper change is coming soon
6:30 a.m....change diaper, hit recliner again
6:35 a.m....realize another diaper change is needed...he does this to me EVERY TIME
6:45 a.m....go downstairs, put baby in lamb cradle, make some breakfast and coffee
7:00 a.m....soothe crying baby who either wants to nurse again or wake up entire neighborhood, not sure of his intent
7:15 a.m....check email while eating oatmeal and holding baby and keeping pacifier in place
7:45 a.m....put sleeping baby back in lamb cradle and check out facecrack
8:15 a.m...put in a load of laundry, brush my teeth, go pick up crying baby
8:20 a.m...start nursing process again
8:40 a.m....wonder if we should snooze again in recliner or...................zzzzzzzzzzz.......
9:20 a.m....wake up w/ bad back ache, this is why snoozing in recliner is not good
9:30 a.m....put baby down to put on some clothes, ditch p.j.'s in favor of sweats
9:45 a.m....realize baby has not had any "tummy time" and attempt to give him some on bed
10:00 a.m...realize baby has not had any intellectual stimulation from mother, wonder why I'm such a bad mother, this is my fucking job after all and I'm failing every day, or so I think...repeatedly.
10:33 a.m....attempt to blog while baby cries in his lamb cradle, which does have a mirror and a mobile to stimulate his mind while I fail to do so
11:00 a.m....watch ER rerun while comforting baby and trying to avoid having him look at the t.v. screen after reading that exposure to screens causes ADD
11:05 a.m...give crying baby a pacifier, then wonder if I'm too liberal in my use of pacifier, so take it out and let baby cry before giving pacifier back to baby after realizing I can't soothe him any other way right now, because ER is on
11:20...attempt to nurse while watching ER, realize child's head control is not where it needs to be for me to be distracted while nursing, debate next step
12:00...calm baby to sleep and repeat morning cycle.