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I resisted getting an iPhone for one reason only – the cost.  Not the cost of the phone itself, but the recurring monthly data charge of $30.   Any mom will tell you – it’s not the one-time expenses that crush the budget.   It’s those recurring costs.  And since Keith – and later Rachel – had one I could borrow when needed, I told myself I didn’t need one.  And sure didn’t want to pay for it.

In March – spurred by a new job in AT&T – I broke down and bought one.

And I’m in love.  iLove.  How did I survive those years with my now constant-companion?!

Bad weather in San Antonio today.  Students at Lois’ high school were herded to the gym, where the power went out.  Think she was hinting to be picked up early?!  I love the iPhone’s qwerty keyboard – so much easier to text back, though I’m fond of one-word response.  My screensaver shot is of Hannah holding the cake she raffled off at our church’s Spring Fling, raising $57 for the women’s ministry.  I uploaded that picture to Facebook immediately.  The kids text me all the time.  And my Facebook posts have increased dramatically with the iPhone.

Since Rachel has an iPhone, too, her texts can contain pictures – like of Julia, whom she took out for breakfast this morning.

When I get on the bus in the morning, I check Facebook first thing.  Well, not really first, because I absolutely must play…….

Words with Friends is the most awesome application ever!  It’s sort of Scrabble-light.  The first of two times Rachel beat me, she sent me this screen shot.  What a snot.   Love, love, love this game.  I play with friends in Chicago, Tyler, Dallas, etc.

You know the CalmCoolConnected blog to which I contribute?  I recently sent them a video – of which this is a still shot -  of my shopping for pajamas for Julia.  She’s terribly picky about her clothes, and she wasn’t with me.  So I was taking pictures of the pajamas and emailing them home to Keith, who would show them to her.  I grabbed a woman, introduced myself and asked her to shoot the video on the Flip I carry in my purse (so I could hold my iPhone – otherwise, my iPhone could have shot it.)  I’m sure she thought I was nuts.  But she did it.    Many would think the videos better if I were 30, blond, slim and perky.  But – as a friend of mine used to say – “Real life ain’t this way.”

I could ramble on and on about my iPhone.  The House app I got last week – Lois and I love that show.  The K-Love app I was so proud of getting until Rachel showed me iheartradio with its hundreds of stations – so I got that one, too.  The Scramble game that Julia races to play.    The Disney Cover Styler that Hannah used to edit pictures – and make me laugh.  And, of course, Weather and Maps,  to which Keith wishes I paid more attention.

The real reason I love my iPhone is because of the people to whom it connects me.  Rachel.  Lois.  Hannah.  Julia.  Keith.  It helps me see them – their texts, their pictures, their attitudes, their strategies  – even when I’m not with them.   That virtual intimacy is worth way more than $30/month.

It’s iLove.

And it’s priceless.

We celebrated Julia’s 10th birthday yesterday at Laser Quest.   “Laser Quest” is from the Greek, meaning, “50 Decibels in Each Ear.”

But they loved it.

Rachel, Lois and Hannah offered to “chaperon,”  and actually the extra hands were quite helpful.  Lois also brought a (girl) friend and then amazingly – a male “friend” appeared.  “I just decided I wanted to play Laser Tag today, Mrs. Woodworth.”  Uh-huh.  Righhhhhttt.

What every 10-year-old girl dreams of – a gynormous Nerf gun.

The kids in the ‘hood, after the party.   Watch yourself.

I never feel particularly “old” until I am with a group of mothers from Julia’s class, each of whom look like she’s maybe 18 with perfect hair, hips and teeth – all straight.

Or until I read an article like this, that tells me I’m old because I blog.

So I’m old.  Even if I didn’t blog, my kids tell me I’m old because:

I wear a watch.

I not only use a landline, but also insist they call it before giving up on reaching a family member.

I read books.  I’ve played with a Kindle but don’t yearn to have one.

I sometimes buy CD’s.

I use my p.c. more often than a wireless phone to access the internet.

I seldom Twitter.  What would I Twitter about?  “Great sale on apples at HEB.”  or “New episode of ‘Big Love’ tonight.”

So I’m old.  And yet….I do love Facebook.  And techy blogs.  And user groups.  And texts.  I buy most non-grocery household items online.  Fun apps excite me.  I carry my Flip in my purse.

Maybe I have one foot on Earth, and one foot in cyberspace.

And I guess as long as those feet carry me home to Keith and these four way-smarter-than-their mom girls – I’m okay with with that.

When I was a teenager, I was occasionally allowed to snap a few pictures with my mom’s Kodak flash-cube marvel.   Like this stunning shot of Ted Kennedy on an escalator.  Yes, it’s really him.

I won an essay content my senior year of high school.  The prize?  A Close-up trip to Washington D.C.    Omigosh.  I hate crying.  But bawled when I saw the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution in the National Archives.  Wanted to bawl when I saw Ted Kennedy – though for different reasons.

Lois – age 15 – created an anime video for a convention competition coming to San Antonio next week.  She pulled images off the internet, and combined them with music to create this “Everything You Want.”

Yeah Lois!  Hope you win, too.  Though regardless – you are better than I ever dreamed of being.  You’re everything I want, baby girl.

As promised…..here’s my second un-techy texting tip for parents with AT&T wireless service.  Which you should have.  And if you don’t, you need to ping me immediately so I can hook you up.

Texting By Email – Presented on CalmCoolConnected

(another virtual hang out)

Texting by email saves me a ton of time.  Rachel, Lois or Hannah often send me long, multi-part texts while I’m at work or home.  Strains my eyesight just to read the darned things.   Think I’m going to sit there and poke out letters to reply on my teensy cell phone keypad?   Faghetaboutit.  I email them back a text.

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