Social Media Wake-up call: Instagram love

Wow. Clearly I have been living under a rock. I seem to be part of the older crowd here in blog land {35...gasp}so I'm thinking I deserve a reprieve for being so inept when it comes to social media.

I'd say I've got Facebook on lock. I could probably post, comment, or upload a photo in my sleep.

Twitter, well, I try. And I'm learning. I did finally learn what a hashtag was a few months back. That cleared up a lot of confusion. And embarrassment. Because, yes, I was openly saying pound or, worse yet, number sign #truth. 

Pinterest is another time suck favorite. I've made quite a few recipes and even some DIY crafts, which I'll share soon. It's pure genius.  I don't know whether I should be happy or sad it didn't exist in the days of my wedding planning. 

Not only have I been pinspired to DIY and try new recipes, but I've even traded in my yoga pants and hoodie for an actual #ootd.  Though I still don't own a bib necklace or know how to tie a scarf.  As fabulous as Pinterest is, not gonna lie, I get a case of mom guilt every once in a while because I have yet to bento my one and half year old's lunch or chalkboard paint the interior walls of my house. 

And then there was Instagram.

I love taking pictures so when I discovered Instagram upon getting my iPhone {a year and a half ago} I was all over it. I loved the different filters and how it could make my average cell phone pics look like  maybe I  knew a thing or two about taking pictures. And it was much easier than hipstamatic which I still don't get. Do people even use that anymore?

I obviously wasn't blind to the fact that most every blogger on my blog roll invites their followers to follow them on various social media outlets with their 'Follow me on twitter, pinterest, Facebook, Instagram' buttons.  But I never quite got what it meant to follow one of my favorites on
Instagram. And it took until very recently for me to realize what following on Instagram actually meant. #duh. I don't even know how I realized it and figured it out. But somehow I did. And holy shitballs. A whole new world. I am obsessed. And I can't stop. And my unhealthy attachment to my phone has just gone to a whole new level.

I try to only use my phone for social media stalking when Elena is asleep. Naptimes are too busy so I find myself lying in bed until all hours of the night glued to my phone. I may need an intervention. I've always been a voyeur of sorts. I'm totally curious about people. How people live. What they eat. Where they shop. What's in their fridge. Probably why I love reality TV.  And definitely why I love reading blogs.  It's getting to know the tidbits about people.  Translation- I'm nosy.

So if you see a new follower request, or lots of likes and/or comments from a certain kcamp07....don't be afraid.  It's just little old me.

Busting out the sidewalk chalk on an 80 degree day last week

Celebrating Nana.  Would have been my mom's birthday on Saturday.

Token wine shot.