So I’m having a clear out. I’ve got a tonne of stuff from when Short Rib was little and as a result I’m trying to flog it. It turns out nobody really does eBay anymore. Instead it’s all about Facebook and their brand new shiny Marketplace feature. It’s pretty simple. Photos, price, boom. It should be wonderful and instead, as I have found in the approximately three hours I’ve been a Facebook seller, it is utter hell.
I decided to widen my audience, so my stuff has also gone on Shpock and Gumtree because they’re easy to do from my phone. That is just as ridiculous as Facebook.
Here is how I’ve spent my time on my day off from work.
There. I said it. I’m addicted. I don’t know why or how it started, but now it’s out in the open and a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. My husband’s addicted too so it’s not like he’s much help in all this. We just can’t stop. Sitting there together, just gorging ourselves til we simply can’t do it anymore. Frantically trying to find something else but ultimately coming back to the same thing.
We’re addicted to house hunting shows.
For Day #6 of Blogtober, we have been challenged to discuss our favourite Christmas or Birthday present. The challenge of this for me is picking my favourite. In part because I’ve had some really amazing ones, especially recently, and because I can’t remember most old ones. I’d love to be able to pick the advent calendar that Wes made for me the first year we were together, but it wasn’t really a Christmas present. So after a lot of thought, I’ve gone for the Mega Drive, which helped develop one of my main extra-curricular passions:
Like most people, I’m surgically attached to my phone. It gets my e-mails, my social media, I run my blog from it when I’m not at home. It’s a massive part of me and therefore I think it’s really important that you have the option to make it as personal to you and a customised as you can. The easiest way to do that is by grabbing yourself a personalised phone case from the awesome guys over at MrNutcase.com – where you can customise your case with your own photos and text, to make your case just as unique as you are.
We were really stoked to be asked to review this awesome service, and I got to create my own phone case for the purpose of this review. To put it through the more thorough test, we decided to do it for my phone, rather than Wes’ because he is a bit more tech savvy than I am and we needed to see how easy it was to make your case. The review is mainly me, but Wes is also going to stick his oar in because he is incredibly difficult to please when it comes to phone cases.
And what’s best is that the lovely people over at MrNutcase.com have provided you with a chance to win your own, totally bespoke phone case for a phone of your choice. Details of the giveaway are at the end of our post!
Even if you are not familiar with the world of video games or anime, you will have heard of Pokemon Go by now. It’s a new game that involves you taking your phone, going out into the world and collecting virtual creatures all over your town and beyond. It’s been a massive hit and millions of people around the world have jumped onto it, but the media have to and they are telling you mainly one thing: Pokemon Go is dangerous.
Don’t believe the hype.
I was a fairly early adopter of Facebook, all the way back when I was eighteen in fresher’s week at University and after nine years, my friends, my views and my priorities have definitely changed. I’ve gone from posting pretty much every aspect of my day on there, to posting virtually nothing. I’ve recently been reacquainted with this thing whilst working on getting the Mum’s The Law Facebook Page up and running and I’ve realised just how much has changed and how much I dislike some of the Mums on Facebook.
Facebook, as a whole, makes me cringe. It’s almost like a morbid curiosity that I still hang around it like I do, just to have a look at what everyone else is doing with their lives and I think that is what it will always be for me on a personal level. I know of a lot of Mums on Facebook, some I’ve grown up with, others I’ve come to know quite recently. One is my own. For a variety of reasons, I find myself convulsing with rage, laughing in disbelief or rolling my eyes in despair at the things I find out about them through this website…