Enzo
related and relating to my mother
i can remember the countless times that my phone has started buzzing and seeing my mom’s number on the screen. “hi mom.” “hi hun. i have a question. there are these words on the screen of the cell phone, and it looks like it might have come from you or your sister, but i don’t know what it is.” “mom, it’s a text message.” “a what?”
i must certainly be related to my mother because today i upgraded my phone for the first time in 7 years (yes, seven years) and came home with a shiny new red blackberry pearl and all the internet, data, and texts my little fingers can handle, and i have NO idea how to work the sonofabitch. i almost feel bad for sitting around laughing at my mom thinking it was ridiculous how someone so smart could not figure out what a text message was. now i’m sitting here kicking myself in the ass for being so cheap for the past 2,555 days and being as far behind the times as, well, quite possibly my mom happens to be.
Red BlackBerry Pearl
i have claimed for a while that i am technology adverse, but that is likely a lie. i think i’m actually “adverse” to excessive expenditures. hell, i wear the same clothes i had in 9th grade and i’m 24 years old - just so that i don’t have to go out and buy new ones. the insistance that i will become addicted to my new phone is on the forefront of my thoughts. will i really need my crack…errr…blackberry all the time? will i check it on top of stone mountain? will i be constantly watching for that little red flashing light? will technology ruin my spare time? i didn’t go running today because i wanted to play on my phone - the first sign that it very well may take over my thought processes.
well, mom, maybe you were right for staying away from the computer enough to not even know how to change the font size.
on a side note, my “good” dog pulled all the blankets and sheets off of my bed today and chewed a hole in my down comforter, leaving feathers strewn all over the floor. she even had a bunch stuck to her fur. i guess she went all the way with the “nesting” idea and even dressed up to play the part.
Enzo and Saleen
i have decided that for Christmas, i am going to ask for only one thing: books. i have read every book in my house and need some new ones. i even read one of the trashy romance novels that daniel got me from the salvation army just because there was nothing left to read. the only book i haven’t gotten all the way through is the Bible, but i don’t really want to rush through that one. so, for christmas, get me a book you think i’ll enjoy. that’s all i want, other than a new washer and dryer. and my damn garbage disposal installed.