Candice: I went to a wedding reception this weekend. I have known the bride for years as she and I met over manicures and then have become friends.
When I got married seven years ago, the bride was the one who did my pre-wedding prep: nails, massage etc etc. I can still see the room, remember the conversations and feel the slight shell shock that my wedding was the next day. So it was nice to join her on her big day all these years later.
However, it was also interesting to see how things have changed. Just after I go married was when I joined Facebook as I wanted people who hadn’t been able to come to the day to see the pictures. However, there were lots of people who weren’t even on Facebook so this just covered a few of our friends. I waited a few weeks for the professional photos to arrive and then posted a select few.
Seven years on, within hours of the event, I could watch footage of the speeches, first dance and see photos from across the day – all through Facebook. And still they come.
It is the thing now to take pictures and record your life through social media. I am only on FB and Twitter, forget Instagram or anything else, I really don’t have the time. We came back from the wedding and had a few nice photos of us which have been posted. What did we take them for ? Record for ourselves of how we have changed and for posting on Facebook. The picture is unlikely to get printed or put in an album.
To be honest I am not sure how I would feel about my private function getting a public airing. Some things are meant to be between you and your friends. But as someone who didn’t go to the whole day at least I can join in the fun.
The same can be said about our book I suppose. I am nervous about the point where it is out there, as there is the opportunity to critique (something no one would do publicly with a wedding photo) but for people to read it it has to have its day in the light. Roll on Christmas (or maybe not…)
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Candice: I celebrated a Birthday recently. Not a momentous one, just an average, run of the mill birthday. But hey, it happens at the same time every year and still people manage to forget it.
But I think these days its become so acceptable just to message people on Facebook they think its OK not to bother sending a card.
Now, the other half and I, we like sending cards. It’s the picking and writing that makes the difference, as well as having a nice collection of them on the mantle piece to say – hey wasn’t that a funny one, or thats a cute cat, something else than just a ping on the web.
Sometimes it goes too far the other way and you have social media and text going mad, and I never know whether the etiquette is to reply to each one or a blanket note will do?
However, the other joy of cards is often the messages inside. Most of just write ‘Happy Birthday’ and sign. But some go the extra mile and add a personal message that can make the difference. It just as good to get an off the shelf card with a personal message inside as it is to get a quirky card.
I think, as we don’t write as much or post as many things we have lost the art of putting together a good card. Some times Christmas and birthdays are the only times I communicate with people so it seems a lost opportunity not to add in a note.
So next time you think a Facebook message will do, think again, as that personal touch will often give someone a smile that a poke won’t.
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Candice: I’ve been struggling to think of something to write for this blog. I haven’t read anything new – apart from Grazia magazine and the ScrewFix catalogue (an occasionally the Mothercare catalogue but that is too scary), so I can’t blog about that. I’ve not read anything writing related in the news I can comment on. I’ve been to see Doctor Who at the cinema, but that was over a week ago and I don’t want you to be put off by too much Doctor Whoing in this blog.
However, I woke up on sunday morning and read something shocking on Facebook (the source of all information these days). The star of a film franchise I enjoyed, had been killed in a car crash. I’m sure you all know who I mean – Paul Walker from the Fast and Furious series.
For those of you out there who are big fans, don’t rip my head off, but he wasnt the worlds greatest actor, and these weren’t Oscar winning films. But, and I say this about the last one in particular, they were good fun! I really enjoyed Six as it had its tongue firmly in its cheek and had a story, some puns and some fun (though not enough topless men in my book). So I was surprised to read that he had died in a car crash, somewhat ironic considering how he had made his money.
This isn’t an obituary, I didn’t really know anything about the guy apart from the fact he was a reason to go to see a film as eye candy, and I usually enjoyed films he was in. Reading Wikipedia he had his hand in other things including a charity. Good on him. In fact it makes me laugh the people who posted comments after he died that made it sound like there were best mates but could only know him as I did.
However, the guy was only 40. 1 year younger than me. And now he’s not around any more. Phil and I know we have both been crap recently with writing. He’s got a fancy new job and I have been drowning in house and baby stuff. But its times like this that you think, I might not be around tomorrow. So come Jan 2nd when I have a potential three weeks of free time I’m on a mission. In between painting sessions I’ll be pushing my writing mate to get those submissions out to Agents and seriously looking at self publish. Else it will be this time next year and we still wont have done it!
And that’s a promise. And I might just consider slowing down in my car too…
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