I started a FB page due to the 8/1/18 privacy changes. I have learned that the pages are primarily for businesses. I am NOT a business. I just wanted an easy way to connect FB and WP. I do not understand what is happening on my FB page despite all the stats and the daily notifications. Some new terms that I am still trying to get a handle on include:
- Organic versus Paid
- Reach versus Engagement
- Boost which is promote for $5 or $10
- Type and Target
Apparently I am targeting the world by link. And in that I somehow got an offer. Maybe one that is TOO good to believe but also TOO good to refuse if it IS true. Someone has said that they want to help me publish my stories. Uh ya right. Ashton Kutcher come on out now. I know I have been Punked! Not nice to do that to an old lady.
As always, more to come.
Helen gave us the most wonderful prompt today – Drive/Driving. So many different directions this one can take (pun intended). Do I go with the obvious and pick a song with drive in the title/lyrics? Or do I pick something more obscure and use my favorite road trip song? Decisions, decisions. So many songs, so little time.
The kids and B tease me. Every road trip we’ve ever taken has the radio blaring. Pony will pipe up, “here’s mom’s favorite song”. The next song and Lulu says “no this is mom’s favorite song”. After that B says “no this is your mom’s favorite song”. And it is true! MUSIC is my favorite song! But you did not come here to read me rambling.
Without further ado, let’s take a metaphorical drive shall we? Down a long lonesome highway east of Omaha? Nope! Turn the Page is too long. Instead here is AC/DC’s 1979 song Highway to Hell from the album of the same name. Lyrics contained within. And you’re welcome. \m/ Lol.
Disclaimer: I have no copyrights to the song and/or video and/or hyperlinks to songs and/or videos and/or gifs above. No copyright infringement intended.
Songwriters: Angus Young / Malcolm Young / Ronald Scott
Highway to Hell lyrics © BMG Rights Management
As always, more to come.
Left the family room for the kitchen to start dishes. After the briefest pause I hear.
Lulu: She’s been like that all day. About a level 10 or 10 plus. I’m worried about her.
B: Don’t worry about your mom. She’ll be okay.
Wow. I felt the frenzy but I also thought I was managing. Guess not. There is so much to do y’all. Slept good last night though. First time in a while. Vivid dreams too. Subconscious coming out of my system.
I attribute the small step to my mood change to my me day. Selfish but I need more days like that. I need to quit choosing busy over family. And I need to change how I base my worth and self esteem from what I do to who I am. At least I’m a little pitcher with big ears and overheard what I needed to overhear. I’m not happy with who I am becoming but at least there’s still time to change that.
In a side note, I’ve become engrossed in Far From the Tree. I need to check on when it was written. I see a few mental heath no-no’s like using the dreaded C word. Still finding nuggets of gold and my common place book is exploding.
Happy Sunday! I’m still searching for my driving song to participate on #SLS.
As always more to come.