http://www.sacmomsclub.com/home/Blog/AmandaS/9930 Like so many others, I have been unwittingly sucked into Facebook. I have found old friends, scratched my head over friend requests from people who I have no earthly memory of, found a faster and easier way to upload and distribute pictures of the girls, and discovered which SATC character/muppet/Mr. Men character/alcoholic beverage I most closely resemble. Yes, Facebook is a time sucker and makes me feel pathetic at least once a day. Usually when I should be doing something productive like reading or paying bills and I am busy searching for the shamrock someone hid on my profile. Well, this week, I found something else as a result of Facebook. Now, it probably isn’t the expected “find”…it wasn’t a lost love or a high school rival, or the 1 millionth Steven Cobert fan. None of that. Let me back up and explain that I am one of those rare people who left high school and never looked back. I never went home during my summers from college. I have never even contemplated attending a reunion (even with year 20 breathing down my neck). I only stayed in touch with a handful of people once I left town. It was nothing personal, I was just…done. So, all of this makes me feel somewhat guilty when I get friend requests from people from high school and I totally can’t remember them. My high school was huge, so I use this as my defense for why I can’t remember anyone. Really, I think I must have just had my head up my heiney. So, I went trolling through the two boxes of high school and college keepsakes to see if I could find my high school yearbooks. No luck. I have no idea where they are. No clue whatsoever. So, I will have no choice but to continue languishing in confusion while the friend requests trickle in. But I did find something else. Something fantastic. I found six hard back, old school Nancy Drew books. You know, the old ones with the yellow covers and the 1960’s Nancy who wore “traveling suits” complete with hats. I was thrilled. Thrilled because about three weeks ago I was searching ebay for these exact books. Ava and Carmen are obsessed with Scooby Doo. They have been obsessed with Scooby Doo for at least the last two years. I will scream or barf (possibly simultaneously) if I have to sit through “Which Witch is Which” one…more…time. Ugh. As Ava recently proved—after sitting through Harry Potter for weeks while Paul read to her night after night—chapter books are now an acceptable addition to the bedtime reading routine. I could think of no better chapter book to tackle next than everyone’s favorite female detective who uses brains and savvy to solve mysteries--and all without a Scooby Snack or meddling kid in sight. Thanks, Facebook. Like so many others, I have been unwittingly sucked into Facebook. I have found old friends, scratched my head over friend requests from people who I have no earthly memory of, found a faster and easier way to upload and distribute pictures of the girls, and discovered which SATC character/muppet/Mr. Men character/alcoholic beverage I most closely resemble. Yes, Facebook is a time sucker and makes me feel pathetic at least once a day. Usually when I should be doing something productive like reading or paying bills and I am busy searching for the shamrock someone hid on my profile. Well, this week, I found something else as a result of Facebook. Now, it probably isn’t the expected “find”…it wasn’t a lost love or a high school rival, or the 1 millionth Steven Cobert fan. None of that. Let me back up and explain that I am one of those rare people who left high school and never looked back. I never went home during my summers from college. I have never even contemplated attending a reunion (even with year 20 breathing down my neck). I only stayed in touch with a handful of people once I left town. It was nothing personal, I was just…done. So, all of this makes me feel somewhat guilty when I get friend requests from people from high school and I totally can’t remember them. My high school was huge, so I use this as my defense for why I can’t remember anyone. Really, I think I must have just had my head up my heiney. So, I went trolling through the two boxes of high school and college keepsakes to see if I could find my high school yearbooks. No luck. I have no idea where they are. No clue whatsoever. So, I will have no choice but to continue languishing in confusion while the friend requests trickle in. But I did find something else. Something fantastic. I found six hard back, old school Nancy Drew books. You know, the old ones with the yellow covers and the 1960’s Nancy who wore “traveling suits” complete with hats. I was thrilled. Thrilled because about three weeks ago I was searching ebay for these exact books. Ava and Carmen are obsessed with Scooby Doo. They have been obsessed with Scooby Doo for at least the last two years. I will scream or barf (possibly simultaneously) if I have to sit through “Which Witch is Which” one…more…time. Ugh. As Ava recently proved—after sitting through Harry Potter for weeks while Paul read to her night after night—chapter books are now an acceptable addition to the bedtime reading routine. I could think of no better chapter book to tackle next than everyone’s favorite female detective who uses brains and savvy to solve mysteries--and all without a Scooby Snack or meddling kid in sight. Thanks, Facebook. en-us Great blog (of course!) I actually threw all of my HS yearbooks away. THAT'S just how very into HS I was. Never looked back, never attended squat, never visited again. My husband however is in very close contact with everyone he went to HS (and elementary school) with. The difference? I moved all the time and changed schools constantly. He went to a tiny school in a tiny town where everyone knew everyone. I go to all the reunions with him, and don't envy him one bit. I have great friends here and now and love it. I'm so glad you found your old Nancy Drew books. I wish I would have known you were looking for them. My in-laws have a ton. I'll see if they still do, but I think they sold them. My sister-in-law was a huge ND fan. I think your girls will love them. Maybe they'd like the movie better than Scooby? For your sake, I hope so! http://www.sacmomsclub.com/home/Blog/AmandaS/9930/#c_83713 http://www.sacmomsclub.com/home/Blog/AmandaS/9930/#c_83713 Great blog (of course!) I actually threw all of my HS yearbooks away. THAT'S just how very into HS I was. Never looked back, never attended squat, never visited again. My husband however is in very close contact with everyone he went to HS (and elementary school) with. The difference? I moved all the time and changed schools constantly. He went to a tiny school in a tiny town where everyone knew everyone. I go to all the reunions with him, and don't envy him one bit. I have great friends here and now and love it. I'm so glad you found your old Nancy Drew books. I wish I would have known you were looking for them. My in-laws have a ton. I'll see if they still do, but I think they sold them. My sister-in-law was a huge ND fan. I think your girls will love them. Maybe they'd like the movie better than Scooby? For your sake, I hope so! I have to say, I was a little disappointed you got so excited over finding old Nancy Drew books over, say, your old Motley Crue t-shirt, or hot pink Esprit sweatshirt, or Ocean Pacif (OP) tank top, or TI sweats. But since the books were for your girls, I'll give you a free pass on what you consider treasures from the 80's. p.s. Feel free to point out what a time wasting loser I am when you see me on FB. http://www.sacmomsclub.com/home/Blog/AmandaS/9930/#c_83714 http://www.sacmomsclub.com/home/Blog/AmandaS/9930/#c_83714 I have to say, I was a little disappointed you got so excited over finding old Nancy Drew books over, say, your old Motley Crue t-shirt, or hot pink Esprit sweatshirt, or Ocean Pacif (OP) tank top, or TI sweats. But since the books were for your girls, I'll give you a free pass on what you consider treasures from the 80's. p.s. Feel free to point out what a time wasting loser I am when you see me on FB. Oh, Kelli...I'm sure that any number of things I found in that big plastic bin would have satisfied your appetite for 80's nostaligia. :-)    http://www.sacmomsclub.com/home/Blog/AmandaS/9930/#c_83715 http://www.sacmomsclub.com/home/Blog/AmandaS/9930/#c_83715 Oh, Kelli...I'm sure that any number of things I found in that big plastic bin would have satisfied your appetite for 80's nostaligia. :-)    I heart FB. I don't know how I managed to waste time in college without it. Oh, right, beer, that's how I did it... http://www.sacmomsclub.com/home/Blog/AmandaS/9930/#c_83719 http://www.sacmomsclub.com/home/Blog/AmandaS/9930/#c_83719 I heart FB. I don't know how I managed to waste time in college without it. Oh, right, beer, that's how I did it... Oooo Esprit. That takes me back. Remember the giant Esprit store in SF? That place was an 80's girls paradise! http://www.sacmomsclub.com/home/Blog/AmandaS/9930/#c_83722 http://www.sacmomsclub.com/home/Blog/AmandaS/9930/#c_83722 Oooo Esprit. That takes me back. Remember the giant Esprit store in SF? That place was an 80's girls paradise! I have these same books!  I just wish I could get my daughter to read more than Junie B Jones and that other little bratty girl .. lol   Great blog!  I'm glad I saved all my old books too!  http://www.sacmomsclub.com/home/Blog/AmandaS/9930/#c_83742 http://www.sacmomsclub.com/home/Blog/AmandaS/9930/#c_83742 I have these same books!  I just wish I could get my daughter to read more than Junie B Jones and that other little bratty girl .. lol   Great blog!  I'm glad I saved all my old books too!