Kicking and Screaming...

I love gadgets.  Love.  Them.  I want every new edition of every gadget I have whether I need it or not.  I don't necessarily get it; I just want it.

My husband...not so much.  He hates anything new.  He'd love to find a cell phone he likes and  keep it until he dies.  But of course you and I both know phones don't last that long so he changes phones when forced, but then I have to drag him kicking and screaming.

I've had an IPhone for about a year now.  I love it.  Love.  It.  He has a small Pantech.  He hates it.  Hates.  It.  No matter what he does it keeps going to Facebook and Twitter just whenever it wants to.  He's never been on Facebook or Twitter in his life.  He still thinks Facebook is a photo album and Twitter is what birds do.  We've taken it back to the store at least twice, maybe three times.  They couldn't fix it.  We even called Pantech and did what they told us, which fixed it.  It didn't go to Facebook or Twitter any more.  Except it did call 911.  Five times in a row while he had it locked and off and was sitting in a classroom supervising an intern teacher.  The nice 911 folks left him a voicemail and told him they knew he was okay because they could hear him talking so they assumed it was a "pocket call."  You and I might name it a "purse call."  You know, like when your phone dials someone and you didn't do it so you assume your purse laid on it and pushed a button or something?  That hasn't happened to you?  We changed the settings back to their origin because we decided Facebook and Twitter were better than 911.  The problem with that is that when it visits those sites it's using data and it would stay on for hours and we were being charged!

So finally today, after the children and I had listened to his continuous griping until we I couldn't take it any more, we went in to get him a new phone.  The kids talked him into taking my IPhone and I would get the new IPhone 4S.  Sweet.

We've spent a couple of hours now, well I've spent a couple of hours now, saving data, switching data from my old phone to my new phone, downloading ITunes to his computer, downloading data to his "new" IPhone, etc.  But it is totally worth it.  Totally.  Did you know you can just push a button, ask out loud "where is the nearest Pizza Hut" or "what's the square root of 5,997, 235" and it will tell you?  Not that I need either of those pieces of information, but you never know when I might.  I can also tell it to text my husband to bring home milk and it will type it out for me and send it!  I'm in heaven.  I wonder if it can figure the yardage I need for the backing of a quilt.  I wonder if it can tell me the ingredients I need for coconut cream pie when I'm at the grocery store and can't remember.  I wonder if it has a magic potion for losing weight.  I wonder if there's a real person out there somewhere who's going to hate to see my name pop up with another stupid question.