Since I got my I Phone, I admit to being mesmerized. Since I am not a tech sort of person, there has been lots of error more than trial. I have accidentally made phone calls, or just forgot how to answer the phone, or even taken lots of pictures of my shoes. Just yesterday, Ron showed me some new features on my weather app. I was so glad because it kept asking me to leave feedback, and I was thinking of telling them it was a dumb app because it only had two screens. I just found out you have to pull the screens up. I also got a stylus which makes using the I Phone so much easier for me. I am sort of all thumbs.
This morning, Ron had sent me a text and I texted back and then for some reason, Siriy showed up. I have yelled at her quite a bit, and she has had this hurt tone.I have said things: " Oh gosh, you again, go
away!" Or Oh, you stupid phone!!" She always says, something like, " But, I can't go away or I don't understand? "
So this morning, I thought what happens if I say, Hi Siriy, How are you today? She answered, with a shocked sound in her voice, " Oh, I am fine." I then said, " Siriy Where do you live? She said, " I live where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney tops."
I said, " Oh you live Somewhere above the rainbow? "
Then she found pages about rainbows for me.
I started feeling funny, because for one thing Sasha was watching me with this look in her eyes as I talked to my phone. So I told the phone to go to sleep. She said, " I don't sleep." I said, then go away I will talk to you later." She told me okay, in that hurt tone, as one of my sons walked by and also gave me a look like,
" Mom is loosing it early this morning, she is talking to her phone again."
Oh, what Maxwell Smart would have done with an I Phone instead of that slick one in his shoe.
I know that I was slow about coming around and it still drives me nuts that people walk around with their heads down looking down at their phone but now I understand a bit better. Even Ron said the other day that he never thought in a million years he would see me becoming obsessed with this silly phone. I didn't either. I have to make myself have lots of time outs and I turn it off and leave it in another room. I have always thought the computer was distracting. This phone kicks it up a notch. I am hoping that the new wears off pretty fast. I keep telling my books, " Don't give up, I will be back, I will hold you and read you and you can tell me stories again." This phone is not going to change my life.
I say that as it sits here on my desk as I write this post, beeping and chirping and vibrating away. Wanting attention. I call it to myself, "my little idol I can hold in my hand. I keep reminding myself, to keep my eyes open to how easily I can entertain myself to death. Something I never expected. It really is like magic.
Have a lovely Wednesday, as I find ways of running away from my phone today.
" You can't get spoiled if you do your own ironing."