The Lost Weekend Part 2

The first time we experienced a lost weekend was in 2004. Specifically, the period between Christmas and New Year's. We had received as a gift a copy of West Wing Season 2 Box set. We got so engrossed that we watched episodes, back to back, all day long. When we surfaced a few days later everyone was talking about the Tsunami. We were very confused. What tsunami? The West Wing didn't provide updates on news occurring in the real world. It was clear we had missed some stuff.

This weekend will forever be known as the Facebook weekend. It all started on Friday when I got onto facebook for the first time. Four hours later Brent came home from work and I had not moved all day and could not be torn away from the computer. Hello crack book. I went to bed wondering who I would find the next day and who would send me a message. I was officially hooked!

As the weekend progressed, we had both become addicted. Photos, Interests, Status, Messages, there was so much to do and so little time. When we started to fight over who had more friends and why, we realized we had to put the brakes on the whole thing. Obviously, Brent is too old to have a lot of friends on Facebook. People who graduated from high school in 1992 just aren't on Facebook. Well, not very many of them anyway.

So, as it stands now, we have connected with a bunch people we hadn't seen in a while. For some, it has been a long, long while. And that has to be a good thing. We're also at the stage of our 12 step program where we have to admit there's a higher power. This could take a while.