Weiner Horny Tweet Scandal Not A Shocker

Weiner. Weiner. Weiner.

I don’t know about you but I’m not shocked by anything anyone does anymore. I have to hope there are some faithful men out there (and the one snoring next to me better be included), but even the faithful ones are horny. All men are horny and juvenile when it comes to sex and boobies and Weiners. Not all of them are stupid enough to take a picture of their snausage, tweet it to the world, and then lie about it but let’s be real here, it could have happened to anyone.

Right?

How many times have you DM’d something to your TBFF (Twitter BFF), only to realize that, in fact, the announcement of your most recent yeast infection somehow slipped out to all of your 5,108 followers!! Ah, delete, delete, delete. Uh, ya…. not quite the same thing as taking a picture and trust me, no gal I know would ever take a picture of her yeast infection, so you’re safe.

Friends. Men. Women (women get horny too, I’m sure). There are no “take backs” with Twitter. In fact, there are no “take backs” with pretty much any digital footprint-or Weiner. So, take your horny hormones and lock yourself in a private bug/video-free room ’cause I’m tired of Nancy Pelosi launching ethics investigations on yer asses.  If you’d all just keep your horny hormones private maybe the yokels in Washington might actually get a chance to do something of value.

Can we all just agree that there are no ethics, that horny politicians are stupid, and that illicit affairs, phone sex or whatever else that isn’t illegal or harmful to another human being, are all just a perk of the slimy job. Perks for Pervs. Hmm, that bill just might pass.

Weiner Horny Tweet Scandal Not A Shocker

Weiner. Weiner. Weiner.

I don’t know about you but I’m not shocked by anything anyone does anymore. I have to hope there are some faithful men out there (and the one snoring next to me better be included), but even the faithful ones are horny. All men are horny and juvenile when it comes to sex and boobies and Weiners. Not all of them are stupid enough to take a picture of their snausage, tweet it to the world, and then lie about it but let’s be real here, it could have happened to anyone.

Right?

How many times have you DM’d something to your TBFF (Twitter BFF), only to realize that, in fact, the announcement of your most recent yeast infection somehow slipped out to all of your 5,108 followers!! Ah, delete, delete, delete. Uh, ya…. not quite the same thing as taking a picture and trust me, no gal I know would ever take a picture of her yeast infection, so you’re safe.

Friends. Men. Women (women get horny too, I’m sure). There are no “take backs” with Twitter. In fact, there are no “take backs” with pretty much any digital footprint-or Weiner. So, take your horny hormones and lock yourself in a private bug/video-free room ’cause I’m tired of Nancy Pelosi launching ethics investigations on yer asses.  If you’d all just keep your horny hormones private maybe the yokels in Washington might actually get a chance to do something of value.

Can we all just agree that there are no ethics, that horny politicians are stupid, and that illicit affairs, phone sex or whatever else that isn’t illegal or harmful to another human being, are all just a perk of the slimy job. Perks for Pervs. Hmm, that bill just might pass.

The Audacity of Free Speech ~ #DisneySMMoms

Social media has changed the face of motherhood for many women. Women from different parts of the country and world, different professional and educational backgrounds are able to connect and network via blogs, Twitter, Facebook, and a plethora of new community building platforms that emerge monthly. It’s been called the “Wild Wild West” of times, there have been cat fights and blunders but a significant number of both inexperienced and professionally experienced women, like myself, have been able to emerge from staying at home with their children for several years (10 in my case) and build businesses in marketing, pr, communications and many directly on their blogs and online communities. I would never have been able to re-enter the workforce at the same level with the same recognition even 5 years ago. Like the old west though, companies and women are still working through how we will all operate in this space. Between the daily changes in the technology we use and the changes in the way we best work together, there is always a rumbling of dissent somewhere in the “Mom Sphere”. Most recently the Disney Social Media Moms conference has sparked some very unbecoming chatter in different corners of the Momscape.

First, let me disclose that I have now been a Disney Social Media Mom both years that the conference has existed. Second, I’ve been fortunate enough to be involved with other Disney sponsored events. From my first Disney encounter as a blogger it was crystal clear that they absolutely understood the social media space and that they believed in me.  Yes, I carry their message, but I’m not just a quick tweet, they want me to hang around for the long haul and there’s nothing sexier than showing a gal like me that you like me for my brains. There is no doubt about it, participating at any level in a Disney sponsored event is always a first class experience. So, yes, it may seem easier for me to say that Disney rocks.

I have extreme gratitude towards Disney for including my family in this event. There are two major points I think every Mommy Blogger/Mom Who Blogs/Woman in Social Media with Children ought to make note of with this particular conference.. One, my kids suddenly understand that Mom is not just the person who takes care of them, loves them, cooks and cleans for them, but she is someone that Disney recognizes as being an important factor in spreading their message. Few of us have ever experience a conference with the same high caliber of speakers Disney engages. Yes, I am important to Disney and that speaks volumes to the munchkins in my life. I’m a hero! The second piece, and this is likely where most of the ire and jealousy of others comes in to play, is that without the affordability of this trip my kids definitely would not be able to experience all of the Disney parks, the resort stay, the characters, planned fun, and the amazing SWAG. Yes the SWAG. It’s nice swag, you can search my tweets and you’ll likely find very little mention of the swag because it’s not why we come. It’s part of the experience and Disney is generous and the families that have been on the receiving end are enchanted and will carry the Disney magic with them, they’ll talk about it and influence others. That’s the way it’s supposed to work. This is business.

Here’s the thing. Free speech allows you to say whatever you want about this conference and those who attended but it is laughable to think that anyone might dictate how Disney should run their business. Their brand, their business, their choice. Like any of us they are navigating this new space and are likely learning great lessons along the way. If you’d like to give advice to Disney or any of the organizers I’m sure they are open to hearing it but calling them out on Twitter or Technorati trying to incite a backlash of sorts is incredibly lame. If you’ve ever experienced the absolute undeniable enthusiasm of a “cast member” at Disney you should know that you can’t rain on their parade-it just isn’t in their DNA. From the man who was sweeping the walk that stopped to talk to my daughter about her princess crown, to the server in the cafe who took my son’s order for pancakes to the kitchen-even after the grille had switched to lunch, to the woman passing me in the hallway as I was entering my room one night who said “Welcome Home”, they are all living their mission statement and there is nothing that happens without great though and orchestration. They are in the Experience Business, after all. Chances are, notes were taken on how to improve this event in the future, but thinking that you can incite controversy with a few tweets and a post does nothing to add value in our community of social media moms. Pointing out the negative aspects of this event does nothing to lift up the greater community of women in social media. You are entitled to you opinion but by dissing the very women who are out here working to prove that moms are worthy of this type of professional investment, the end result simply exposes the inexperienced and unprofessional women there are in our midst. This type of display is the Achilles Heel of social media Momdom and it sets us all back.

I geek out at Disney, it’s a study in marketing, branding, pr, and customer services that almost any person or company could learn from. Imagine if everyone in the world could let the spirit of Disney “cast members” into their lives. This is a world where people love what they do, they smile and say hello to everyone, they have amazing pride in their property and it shows in the maintenance and care for every detail. You cannot fake genuine enthusiasm like this. When people believe and trust the best in others it brings out the best in themselves and we all benefit.

That’s about all I have to say about this.

Oh, wait!!

The blue drinks? Delicious!

****While, I paid for my family’s travel and to attend the Disney Social Media Moms Celebration, I received deeply discounted rates on hotel, park tickets, events, meals, and other items. I was not asked to write about the events and all opinions are my own based on my experiences.

Tweet Tweet My Sweet ~ Time Suck In A Bottle

I challenged myself to face my fears and Twitterdom embraced me instantly.  I had followers coming out of the woodwork.  My own tweetiness was a little rocky at first, but I stuck with it and I think I’m doing OK.  I didn’t really enjoy it at first but something clicked after a few days and now my chatty info junkie self can’t get enough of it.

At first I’d get excited when someone would send me a DM (direct message).  But then I realized that a lot of the DMs were like canned spam.  Like this one….

spammerjoe – Hey thanks for the follow. I made a special 2 minute video for you.

I didn’t go check out Joe’s video because frankly, spammerjoe could have been some psycho perv and then I’d have images to go with the creepy feeling the DM gave me.

Here is another one….

nittwit – Thanks for the follow.  I look forward to getting to know you through your tweets.

Really, do you?  For real?  ’Cause trust me, I can tweet my little bootie off if you need me to so that you can get to know me better.

Then this girl DM’d me and sent a link with “what you can expect from my tweets“.

Uh, are we dating? Am I interviewing you for something?

Just a little note, if you DM me something wack, I usually unfollow.  I’m not as quick to unfollow as some people are, but unless your DM is written fresh for me, or you’ve been tweeting with me and I like you, I unfollow.

I’ve made some “friends”, found some great blogs and been led to interesting news articles, learned a ton about twittiquette and my blog traffic is definitely up.  I even followed a tweet to a Blog TV show and that was a hoot and a holler….. and a huge time suck in a very large bottle. 

The one downside is that I can’t write,  I have a genius moment and then the little bird on Tweetdeck tweets to tell me who is tweeting, and then I have to go see what has been tweeted and then I have to answer tweets, RT (retweet) cool stuff, follow links to other blog posts and news articles, and by the time I do that at least 100 more tweets have occurred and PHEW, it starts all over again!

My advice?  Unless you plan to become infinitely less productive…. stay away from Twitter.  

FOLLOW ME AND I’LL FOLLOW YOU! Â (unless you are creepy and DM me pervy videos)

Do you Tweet? Wanna Be My Friend?

Only, I don’t get Twitter. I have an account but haven’t really become a nittwit, or whatever those who tweet call themselves. 

It isn’t just for the teenybopper/college/yuppy crowd either. I love Facebook and I’m a married with children mid-to-late-thirty-something.

I think Facebook will go down as one of the most influential creations of this decade.  And if you haven’t joined yet get to it because you are really missin’ out!

I became a Facebook addict several months ago. What a time suck. I obsessively played all the word games until I was number one in all categories. I pray every night that nobody beats my scores because I certainly don’t have time to spend becoming number one again.

I have reconnected with people from every stage of my life! My high school Chem teacher (yo, shout out to Mr Randall, or as I’m allowed to call you now, Jack), my mom, my high school and college friends, my violin teacher, my sister-in-law Jen and her totally fun cousin Kelly, my cousins in England, whom I haven’t seen in about 8 years now – just a few of my 264 “friends”.