A LITTLE BEHIND THE TIMES

As almost always, I just joined Facebook. It must have been two years ago that a friend, a politico of mine, asked me to add him as a friend on FB I didn't know what he meant.

Today I have 83 friends who would do almost anything for me if I asked. Well, maybe I presume a little too much. But there they are with color photos proclaiming their allegiance to me as a Facebook friend.

Many of them are also my FarmVille friends which means we play a video game of sorts where we build farms. I'm currently at Level 22, which means I am an addict, but not as much as some of my FarmVille friends including my sister-in-law who is sitting there at Level 40. She's a pro.

Just today I was gifted with a pink cottage. To go along with my red barn, 2 dairy farms, a chicken coup, two small ponds, and acreage where I grow crops. I have to cultivate, fertilize, though usually my friends do that for points/coins, and harvest. I'm also in the process of buiding a horse barn or stable, again with the help of my friends.

It's fun, it's inexpensive (read free), and a stress reducer. Also as I said previously addictive. If you're a reader and a farmer--CQ, Joann, Brent's mom, and Linda--then you know what I'm talking about. If you're not, then sign up for FB and get caught up with old friends. And play FarmVille. I'll even let you be my friend and neighbor.