I don’t hate nothing and nobody, which was true until autocorrect came along.
Just a while ago I texted a friend and wished her belated Happy Birthday. I confessed to being a terrible friend, what was quickly adjusted and corrected to “I am a terrier.”
I don’t know if other couples have the same issue. But if I really want something to happen, it’s often the best for me to make my husband think it was his idea all along. The following is a typical example.
Yippie…all the neighbor kids are back in school. I have my workroom back and I returned to my normal routine -I hear silence and love it.
The kids and I made it through the summer torturing each other. They forced me to watch The Gilmore Girls, and I made them listen to books that I thought they needed to know. To Kill a Mockingbird was one of them and they loved it.
A group of older, married women met at a seminar on How to live in a loving relationship with their husbands. The women were asked, “How many of you love your husband?”
I got the newest version of iPhones, the iHoudini. It’s a phone that they must have developed just for people my age (50+).
Some younger bloggers might find it hard to believe, but I grew up in a house without a phone and it worked just fine. We had to run to the neighbor’s house, if there was an emergency, but that wasn’t too often. Life without a phone was normal for many and as for texting, that word was non existing.
I love my cellphone and the day it will be able to notice that I can’t find it -again-, will be the day when I will be willing to call it smartphone…until then it’s just an android-something. I really didn’t want one, carried around an older, dinosaur flip phone and it worked just fine for me.