As We Look Back….

I shall deem this, Follow Up Tuesday. I would have waited for Friday because Follow up Friday sounds swanky, however, it’s 10:52 a.m and I’m desperate for something to write, as in, today. Bear with me, it’s the best I could come up with (good lord, I have 9 more days, and words are getting thin)

I found the book Waiter Rant online thanks to the kind arrows a few of you left for me on this entry Blogs To Books~ Now, if I had dear Miss Kindle2 in my possession, it would have already been zapped via insta-gratification through the Kindle airwaves, but since I am still without ultimate book coolness, I have to wait until it arrives in the mail from Amazon. Thank ye souls of mucho information.

Bandon Hiding her Head From the Camera

Bandon Hiding her Head From the Camera

Bandon, my sweet and shy Golden Retriever is great. She’s still ducking from the camera like it’s going to laser her from afar. My black lab Sako is still feigning deafness on a daily basis and as much as I’d like to be just as stubborn, it simply doesn’t work when she’s wandering down the street. The 3 cats are still reigning Queen Beeotches around here and the Shit-Zoo is still unexplainable.

Yes Chris, Robert is Tall. He’s 6 foot 5 inches. He passed my pre-set height requirement for Husband consideration. Not that I’m height racist, swear, it’s just when it comes to other halves, I didn’t want the guy I’m with eye level with my breasts. Call me crazy, but us ladies have a hard enough time keeping men’s focus off that area, hence, my guy needed to be tall enough to look me in the eyes first, then he can look down.

NO! I haven’t pushed the Damn Button, Rebecca of little technology faith is FEARFUL ~~~ I am still holding out. I tried to get Heather, of solid faith to be the guinea pig and push her athulupa button, but evidently she’s already upgraded. I also offered Heather a dollar to figure out how to get rid of those gray bullets that annoy the hell out of me over to the left, but evidently I need to sweeten the pot because I’m still waiting. 2 dollars? (smile and you know I’m kidding! Ehh, but seriously, I’ll give you 2 bucks)

Thank you to those who went and voted for Provocation of Mine (d) at the bloggers choice awards. Much appreciated!

In case you were wondering what the ultimate decision was about the lip ring and potentially modified daughter. Let me tell you. After a good pow-wow, which both teenage daughter and Mother resisted any and all eye rolling, huffing, puffing and glares. It was decided that if Shelby would still like a lip ring at age 18, more power to her. But at this point in time we settled on double ear piercings. I’m good with that. By the way, I tossed out the entire making out theory you all had. Worked pretty damn well if I might say so myself. You all deserve a pat on the back! Well done. Parents unite!

 

 

Ok and lastly, this is for Mary who nudges in the most subtle ways. Like a bat upside the head (kidding darlin, kidding)

It’s a Technical Envy

~Isn't It So Pretty~

~Isn't It So Pretty~

Over the span of my lifetime I shall boldly claim I’ve been fairly immune to the bells and whistles of electrical callings. I’m so resiliant I don’t even have a iPhone, nor blackberry, or (gasp) a cell phone that takes basic pictures.  My highly evolved (or perhaps it’s stunted) immunity to technology has saved me truck loads of money over the years.

I know this because I haven’t bought anything. Around my house it’s same old TV that probably needs one of those converters everyone keeps talking about. My daughters have one video game system that they say is so old it’s grown long grey hairs out it’s nose and keeps dropping it’s dentures in the middle of a game. My laptop is 4 years, maybe 5 years old and if we apply the philosophy of computer years, much like the aging process of dogs, it means this laptop I’m typing on is close to becoming a fossilized fuel product. Dinosaur old.

But even people with immunity like myself have weak spots. If I think back and try to identify the first time I was effected by technical advancement fever, I remember video games. I wanted an Atari. Oh my god I knew life would not be complete, it would virtually come to a stand still and I would rot in deprivation, if I didn’t have an Atari and play Pong. So, my family got one. We ruled the kingdom of cutting edge. The euphoria of inviting other neighborhood friends over and giving them timed limits of play on the Atari was nothing short of pure youth power. But all empires must fall right?  This was also my first lesson in technical hierarchy. A neighbor boy, the dirty rotten thunder stealing thief, got a new game system, called an Intellivision. I was immediately DE-throwned by the neighborhood mob because of this new, fancier high tech model. How quickly we learn friendship, especially electrical, can be fleeting~ The word Utopia still grates at my nerves……….

That fall from grace was my first step into electrical current filled waters and I’d like to think I learned my lesson, electrocution style. Sure, I had a few more cravings over the years. A waterproof cordless phone from the JCpenney catalogue I just knew would revolutionize my phone time with girlfriends. A ghetto blaster, the bigger the better, seemed the only suitable playing device for Madonna or Michael Jackson. A Walkman for playing cassettes while on the move or during sequestered times in the car with the parents and brother. But on the whole, it wasn’t a priority in my life.

But, I’ve been mega-byte bitten once again and I want. I don’t need, but I desire. I don’t have to have, but I’m drooling with ‘could’… Instead of buying a phone that belongs with the era and can take a picture, I want a Kindle2. Instead of getting a TV that is smaller then a house, I’d rather buy a Kindle2. From the moment I saw the Kindle2 I’ve dreamed of all the ways she (because only a female based identity would do for something like this)…..she and I could become great book friends. I’ve thought about how she could slip nicely in my purse and produce reading material anytime I desire. I thought about finishing a book and instead of making the effort to trudge down to the bookstore, I could hit a few buttons and BAM, instant electrical infusion of the word nature. A library at my fingertips, how divine~ 

Miss Kindle2 could come to dinner with me and sit on the table against the salt and pepper shakers.I’m certain she would love coffee shops and enjoy long trips in the car. She could go on the plane with me and amuse the fly time away. Miss Kindle2 could even go in the bath with me like the old fashioned books as long as I protect her up in a zip lock bag! We have options and plans, herand I, and I guess Amazon as well.

Now, I am allowing for a courtship here before we make a $359 dollar commitment. My birthday is near the end of next Month and as long as things carry on in present fashion, her and I will be officially united in reading and technology on May 20th. I need to put one of those Amazon pictures over in my sidebar just so I can gaze upon it’s beautiful looks everyday!! Mail order ‘word’ bride~ (found one!)

If anyone knows why Miss Kindle2 and I shouldn’t be formally bonded through words, technology and money, this is when you should step up and say your peace or forever bite your tongue. (If she makes a bad reading partner then good lord say something! I don’t want to hear any ‘I shoulda told ya’ 3 months after the big day)

Do you have Technical Envy of something? Covet anything cool lately?

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