Pulling Tim into the Smart Phone World

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We were out of town this weekend visiting family since my two stateside boys are on spring break. Somehow the conversation turned to cell phones and we realized how short of a time they have been in our lives. Tim got his first BAG PHONE back in the late nineties and not only did it weigh 100 lbs but it was difficult to get service. Also, it was only for dire emergencies… we would never have used it to just chat. Just like today… NOT!!

My first cell phone was a small white flip phone and I really did not want it or any other phone. (We’ve discussed how much I abhor talking on the phone, WHY would I want one with me constantly?!?!) But Tim, who seriously likes talking on the phone, surprised me with one around 2005 and now like the rest of the world I panic if I leave the house without it. Times have changed and as a whole, we rarely use our phones just to call people. The best cell advice I was ever given was from a friend who also has three sons a few years older than mine. Leigh told me to get unlimited texting for everyone in the family. She explained that boys will text a hundred times more than they call. BEST ADVICE EVER!! Because my boys text a million times more than they call… they are their mother’s sons after all!

We’ve all come a long way in my family with everyone in our family having a smart phone… well, except for Tim. He still has an old fashioned phone and now he’s the one kicking and screaming not to enter the smart phone world… not because of principle mind you, no with Tim it is purely an economic decision. But he’s softening. His coworkers harass him endlessly because he’s the only person in his entire high school without a smart phone (well, maybe I exaggerate just a bit…I think there is one ninth grader without one) and now that Luke can Facetime me from Europe and Will can Facetime me from Memphis anytime they want he’s almost ready to jump on board. Yep, nothing like your kids to force you into spending more money…

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Snow and Ice and Earthquakes … OH MY!

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I’m not real sure what is going on in your world, but here in Augusta we have experienced snow, sleet, ice, an earthquake and 40 mph winds all in the span of four days… what?!?!? Now y’all I can put up with a lot. Let’s be real, I have three sons and have seen (and cleaned up) more than I ever thought possible. So I’m well equipped to live without power for 55 hours. But there was one thing I REALLY missed.

I’m almost embarrassed to admit that what I missed the most was not a hot meal or lights or even being able to keep up with the news and weather. No, between our gas fireplace, candles and halogen flashlights I was pretty good. We even had hot water so we could shower everyday… but what I couldn’t do was dry… my… hair. I KNOW!! It’s crazy how badly I missed my hair dryer. People, I don’t enjoy walking around with a wet head and I am quite certain that my husband was looking at me by Valentine’s Day and questioning what he ever saw in me. We haven’t made it twenty-five years for nothing but I am pretty darn sure that had he seen me like this in 1989, there would have been no wedding. It… was… bad!!

Good news is that I was able to read without feeling guilty. Cause, what else was there to do?? Couldn’t cook, clean or do laundry. For some strange reason we had zero cell phone service even when we were in the cars charging them. And let’s be real here, Tim had our yard cleaned up before the last branch had been on the ground five minutes, so there was really nothing to do. BUT READ!!! Just between you and me, I may have actually enjoyed being without power… well, other than the whole Frankenstein’s Bride hairdo I was rocking.

My iPhone Has Ruined Me

Oh it didn’t happen all at once, it changed bit by bit without me even realizing it. I can’t begin to count how many times I have hit the spacebar on my laptop twice expecting to see a period appear. Hasn’t happened yet. I also expect my computer to auto-correct my typos like my phone does. Nope, that’s not gonna happen either. When I hear certain noises or think I feel a vibration, I grab my phone like it’s on fire. I am hard pressed to travel anywhere without my phone. I mean, I know where my sons live, but am not quite sure of where to turn unless my phone tells me. When you let someone constantly tell you where to go, you don’t ever quite learn the actual route… oops!! Email, text, internet, social media, games, GPS… all from one little phone. I now realize that I may have allowed my phone to become too big a part of my life.

I remember just a few short years ago when I didn’t even have a cell phone. I was one of the last hold-outs because y’all, I hate talking on the phone, so why would I carry one around with me??? I finally allowed hubby to get me one and realized that it was great… for texting! I mean, change your life when you can contact someone and get your message across without ever having to have a conversation. YES PLEASE!! But there were side effects, it was like Pavlov’s dogs, every time you hear that sound you grab your phone to see who, what, where. I mean craziness found my life people. It was like I was addicted to a sound… are you kidding me? Who knew a sound could take over your life. But people IT DID.

Oh there are great things about a cell phone, like being able to facetime with my boys whenever and wherever. Having the Bible always handy in a thousand different versions. The constant conversation I have going with my Ansley. Being able to evaluate the Miss American contestants in real time with my mom. And on, and on, and on. But when I sit in a room full of people and watch someone JUMP up to run grab their phone every time they hear a sound, I cannot help but think how far we’ve come (sarcasm people, sarcasm!) I mean we are so connected to people with our phones that we can’t fully connect when we are actually together in person.

So I’ve decided to put my phone down and not pick it up again………… until it rings, vibrates or buzzes that is. Cause who am I kidding? I’m addicted to technology just like everyone else and I’m not afraid to admit it. Now, you’ll have to excuse me while I go check my phone.