Randomocity

So I lost my cell phone over a week ago.  Jason just found it for me tonight.

Can I tell you that I feel a physical tug of happiness that I have it back?  Sick, right?  I’m so grateful to have this little piece of electronic equipment back that I have come to rely on so heavily, that I have a physical reaction.

If loving my iPhone is wrong, I don’t want to be right.

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Also, the other day I was taking a quick nap.  It’s my luxury.  Also, my doctor practically wrote me a prescription for sleep, so I’m just following doctor’s orders.  Don’t judge!

So during this quick nap, Kalina is sitting on the bed next time watching an episode of Tigger & Pooh.  My cell phone alarm goes off to alert me that my ogre sleep is over.  I reach over to turn it off, then proceed to roll over and hug my girl.  As I do so I become aware of the TV show just in time to hear Pooh say, “Well, how do you plug your dam… Beaver?”

Ah, just another reason to make sure your kids stay in school and learn all about those fine rules of punctuation.  You could have a serious situation on your hands.

Also, this blog apparently just went beyond the PG-13 scope, didn’t it?  Those offended plug your ears.  Maybe with a twig or two from Beaver.