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Younger daughter has a sense of humor. With the newest cell phone technology a person can assign ring tones to their favorite people. As her #1 Mom, I have my own special ring tone.
When her favorite (and only - I might add) mother calls, my ring start out by blah, blah, blahing. For those old enough to remember the 70's - it is similar in meaning to the Peanuts rendition of the teacher 'speaking' to Charlie Brown.
Truthfully it is funny because all kids feel like that about their parental units at one time or another. And admittedly, I am the one who started assigning myself ring tones. When assisting G'pa Coolidge with his phone, I assigned myself a 'special' ring tone. It is an very annoying voice that starts out saying 'ring....ring..... ring.' and gets louder and crankier the longer the ringer goes. It literally cracks me up so I had to add that as my ringer on his phone. G'pa can't help but know it is me calling.
Hubby hasn't fancied up his phone. Older daughter helped him so when his phone rings from anyone, we get to hear 'There is No Place Like Nebraska.' No surprises there. Ringer is on the loudest setting too. And admittedly, I have called his phone in a store so I can see if I can 'hear' where he is. LOL
I have also assigned photos to come up when my 'peeps' are calling. And my 'peeps' have done that to me as well. And since my peeps have a sense of humor they have the most gorgeous pictures of me on their phones. You know the gorgeous ones that the hair is askew and there is no makeup to hide the bags and wrinkles. It is one of those photos where the beauty must be in the eye of the beholder because the camera didn't capture it.
Me, I am frugal enough I haven't downloaded anything special and have left my ring tone choices up to the pre-loaded selections. Boring, yes. I have taken some 'special' photos and put some of the pre-loaded photo borders on them and assigned them to my peeps. That is about as techie as I have become with my phone.
What did we do before cell phones? Party lines. And if you are young enough not to know what those are, you had better find a parental unit born before the 70's so they might enlighten you.
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