Skip to main content
I finally became a bit more technologically inclined. I bought a Go Phone for the kids. I am feeling pretty weird about it. I survived until I was 29 without having a cell phone but I've found I hate to send my kids out someplace without any way to reach them. Oh, when I say I didn't have a cell phone until I was 29, the cell phone was a "brick" which is the approximate size, shape and weight of a real brick. Husband and I shared it while I was pregnant with our first child. The agreement was that I'd call him when I went into labor. I called him a couple of times while he was a graduate student just to say, "Psych!" I amuse myself. My second phone came just after I had my second child. It was about half the size of the first phone. No way would it fit into a pocket and I certainly couldn't clip it onto my belt. Over the years they have gotten smaller and smaller and much more frustrating and enjoyable. I still don't text although I think I will need to soon enough.

So, here I am, holding a little phone that will be my communication with my kids. Sometimes it amazes me where technology has taken us.

Comments

  1. kallunkimomJuly 22, 2008 at 6:01 PM

    I don't think I could live without my phone. It is CONSTANTLY by my side. Matt convinced me to get a Blackberry Pearl last fall and I really hated it the first week because I didn't know how to use it. Now I LOVE it because it makes my life so much easier...especially work since I get email on my phone!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Brandon and Lisa BirdJuly 25, 2008 at 9:17 AM

    Excellent! Wow, Nancy. Your blog is awesome. It is fun to see you :)

    ReplyDelete
  3. Brandon and Lisa BirdJuly 25, 2008 at 9:19 AM

    Nancy- this looks awesome. I am jealous you went to Bear Lake.

    ReplyDelete
  4. wendyAugust 3, 2008 at 9:55 AM

    This comment has been removed by the author.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Most Dreaded Words

 Everybody knows that Christmas is about keeping the Santa Secret and pleasing your children. Therefore, the most dreaded words are uttered on Christmas Eve. "I changed my mind, I want a [pony, scooter, bike, Red Rider BB gun]" A close second place winner is, "Can I have a New Year's Eve party?" Then, "Me, too?"
Post a Comment
Read more

Too Sick to be Sick

I am sick.  Really and truly sick.  I even took a sick day and felt no guilt whatsoever that maybe I wasn't sick enough to have a "sick day."  Because I am.  My 5 year old was sick, too so I took him to the doctor.  I refuse to acknowledge that I'm sick because I don't get sick.  So with absolute glee, my little boy climbed up onto the table, stuck out his tongue and conversed with the doctor.  I heard something about cloudy ears and antibiotics and then I just turned it off. It hurts when sound reaches my eardrums. We drove back home, I turned on the television, brought in the dog, and let the babysitting begin.  I crawled back into bed and swam somewhere between consciousness and unconsciousness.  The kids came home from school.  I might have acknowledged them.  I made chicken noodle soup from scratch.  I couldn't even think.  My husband caught me in a sway and asked what he could do.  I grunted some terse instructi...
6 comments
Read more

What We Eat

Check out the good looking crew.  Just to clarify.  I'm the pretty one. There's a little mountain resort in Northern Utah that is invaded every July by this group of people. We are an intimidating bunch. 5 years ago my brother brought his Nepalese bride to the United States.  She lived in a country where she had no expectation to ever drive a car.  She bought her food daily from the market and ate it.  She taught English, although her accent was so strong when she arrived I questioned her grasp of the language.  We tried to be friendly and accepting.  We ended up scaring the daylights out of her. She thought we were crazy.  Her words, not mine. Although I think she tolerated me a little better than the others because I had the brand new fair-haired baby that she continued to steal.  She wanted a blond haired, blue eyed baby and wondered what her chances were now that she married an American. We take turns cooking for the family dinners. ...
6 comments
Read more