Thursday, May 8, 2014

Phoning it in- dumb edit button edition

I have a dumb phone.
 
 
That's the opposite of a smart phone.
 
I can't tweet from it.
 
No instagram.
 
No pintrest.
 
No facebook.
 
I make calls.
 
 
I text.
 
 
Occasionally I take pictures.
 
 
 
I'm ok with that...
 
 
 
...because the darned thing is a huge distraction,
 
 
And I can only imagine how much worse it would be if I could do all those things.
 
 
The other day, I was bored waiting for soccer practice to end,
 
and I found something new in my dumb phone.
 
"Edit"
 
Which...is a discovery, of sorts...
 
but you need to know that pictures are about 1"x 2" on my display...
 
So...not much to see to edit.
 
But- when armed with a straightened paperclip, you can make a mean arrow.
 
 
 
Frank's Red Hot sauce.
 
He puts that sh*t on everything.
 
No kidding.
 
Everything.
 

 
And also, dear husband....the geek grin?
 
Nailed it.
 
 
 
 
A aged up in to kid-pitch in the baseball league.
 
He's turning out to be a decent pitcher.
 
He's strong.  Which means his pitch has "heat."
 
Now, we just need to keep him over the plate.  :)
 
 
There's a lot of pressure on the pitchers - even at this age.
 
He handles it well, though (which actually surprises me!)
And managed to get himself out of a pickle a few times.
 
And other times- gave up 4 runs in one inning...
 
...but we're not going to talk about that day.  :)
 
 
 
The Monday after Easter, I promised the kids I'd take them to CatchAir-
 
(a new play place here)
 
It was fantastic.
 
Everyone else was in school- so we had the place to ourselves.
 
But this is my middle child
 
being a middle child...
 
 
breaking the rules. 
 
(There was another inflatable next to this one, and C skipped over-
and tried to do a "sneak attack" on his brother)
 
 

 
 
Dear idiotic Meijer shopper,
 
When I can't even fit my DUMB phone in between our mirrors,
chances are I will not be able to open my door to get in my van.
 
I understand I'm "thicker" than some,
 
but when I opened my door, there was approximately 2" of open space.
 
I don't know many people who are only 2" thick.
 
Thanks for making me climb through the passenger side of my car.
 
#jerk
 
 
 
 
 
 
She's a problem-solver, that one.
Problem (for her):  There's something on the counter that I want.
Solution (for her):  daddy's lunch box will make an excellent step-stool
 
Problem (for me): she can reach the counter.
 

 
Yep, she's grumpy.
 
Lots of emotion balled up in this little spit-fire.
 
But her piggy tails look CUTE!
 
 

2 comments:

mrsmarkdave said...

I have a dumb phone, too. And, I have no intention of changing that.

ememby.com said...

every thing about this post made me laugh!