I just love my phone!
Except for when I hate my phone.
True story: Just the other day, I was talking to Sweet Jimmy B about how, back in the day, I had thought the idea of having a camera built into my cell phone was just the dumbest thing I'd ever heard of. I had a camera! And what would I do with the pictures on my phone anyway?
And internet?! Why would I want that? I have a computer!
And don't get me started on GPS! Why complicate my life with a phone that does something I'm already getting done elsewhere? If something should happen to my phone, I would lose several devices instead of just one! That seemed silly!
I hate it when my phone makes a big, fat liar out of me! (Stupid phone!)
So...here's my homescreen, complete with sparkly wallpaper, installed without permission by one of my children. Truth be told, it's a little amazing I was able to find my phone in order to post a picture of it, because I spend half my day yelling, "OK...who has my phone?!" because someone has swiped it to play Angry Birds.
The other half of my day, I'm playing Minesweeper.
I don't play Minesweeper. Very much.
|Oh, look! The kids have turned my phone into a|
"Hidden Picture" game!
Hello...my name is Missy...and I'm a text-a-holic.
(This is where you say, "Hi, Missy!")
I blame Krystal (that's my 26 year old) for my text addiction. Like everything else (facebook, blogging, Pinterest, etc.), I was righteously resistant until she led me astray. I think that may be a side-effect of homeschooling: Your kids become your peer group. And they get to be really good at pressuring you into things!
So...here's what I love about my phone:
- GPS is beyond a blessing!
- And having the internet means that I can always get the address for a store or a restaurant if I find myself in unfamiliar territory.
- Facebook is a great friend when I find myself waiting (and waiting and waiting) somewhere.
- If someone needs to reach me, they almost always can.
Here's what I hate about my phone:
- If someone wants to reach me, they almost always can.
But recently, there is one more reason for me to have mixed feelings about my cell phone:
|Yes...I've lost my whole mind.|
SJB, Jamie, and I have started training for a 5K. And the boys are running circles around me. That's not hyperbole...they are literally running in circles. During the running portions of the training session, they get so far ahead of me that, during the walking sessions, they turn around and meet me so we can all walk together until it's time to run (or in my case, "run") again.
I really am trying, and I am truly doing my best to stick with it...but I have arthritis in both knees! And 43 years of age on the whole unit!
What does my phone have to do with this?
I'm using it for our timing purposes.
For 20 long minutes, my phone keeps track of when it's time to run (stupid phone!)...and when I can knock that off and walk for 90 seconds (Oh, phone...I love you!).
Is there any spiritual application in this blog post? I doubt it. Unless it's the importance of letting no unclean talk come out of my lips when it's time to run. I guess I just thought I'd let you know what's going on with me and my phone!
Do you not know that in a race all the runners run,
but only one gets the prize?
Run in such a way as to get the prize.
I Corinthians 9:24
PS...My phone got totally messed up a while back. It was an unfortunate coffee incident. It appeared that all hope was lost! I took the advice of some friends, took my phone apart, and submerged it in a baggie of rice for 48 hours. It was a miraculous resurrection! I wish it was that easy to get myself back into alignment (physically...emotionally...spiritually...) when I get all messed up.