Pocket dialing. It's a problem. And one I apparently have.
I miss my flip phone because it never pulled the mutiny card and called my speed-dial contacts.
Though, these unfortunate occurrences have had some benefits.
The Monday after Easter, I accidently called Oma. (For you non-German speakers, it's my dad's mom, or my gramma.) We had an interesting game of phone tag. She called me back, but I missed the call. So, I called her, and when she answered she asked me what I needed....I told her I was just returning her call. And then I started laughing when she said that I had called her first. Strange, but it did allow for me to talk to her on the phone, something I don't normally do.
I made my dad laugh last week because I called him on accident. He didn't realize until he had a missed called. When he asked me about it, I told him I hadn't meant to call him at all. Instead of being annoyed, he just smiled and thanked me for making him chuckle. (He still has a flip phone, so does not understand how this could happen.)
Kate probably gets the worst of it. I probably pocket dial her at least once a month. (If you read this Kate, I'm sorry, I don't know why my pocket dialing skills like 5 so much.) It's always a great conversation starter. "Hey, you called me earlier, but it was just noise. I figured I was in your pocket." Yes. And then we talk about her impending wedding. (Which is really weird because she's younger than I, but I'm happy for her as well.)
Why am I thinking about this today? Because my beautiful roommate, LeAnn, called me today. And I answered, ecstatic. "LEANN!" ... "You called me, like, twice." Oh. Ha. My bad. "I just wanted to make sure you weren't dying or anything." But now we have a phone date on Saturday, at 6am. Ha. (Just kidding, I think?) I guess we'll find out if she calls me at 6am.
The stupid thing? I can hardly get my key pad to unlock when I want it to. I don't know why it is so good at unlocking when I don't want it to.
I miss my flip phone.
"TobyMac can't get to the phone, please leave a message, please leave a message!" [TrueDog]
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Thursday, June 2, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
I have things to do...
And when I say that, I fidget nervously with the ring on my right hand. Sometimes I'll take it off and fiddle with it. Yes, I have a Bilbo issue. Fortunately, my ring does not do any special magic tricks. Even though, when I'm really stressed out, sometimes I wish I could just disappear and go kick it with Elrond...or Aragorn...yeah, I would kick it with Aragorn any day of the week.
The irony? I'm taking an independent study on The Lord of the Rings and if you've been reading my blog for very long, you probably already got that impression, I may have even mentioned it. So part of what's adding to my stress is that I need, no, I have to read the books. No biggie, I love reading. And then you add to that the other two lit classes. I have things to do!
Now, part of the beauty of this independent study is that I get to write about themes of hope versus despair for a theology conference, and my primary text is The Lord of the Rings. So I get to submerge myself in the land of Middle Earth. And all I have to ask is, "Where in the world did March go?"
April is a pretty awesome month, I mean, it's birthday central for my family! But then, so is March. And April also marks the last month before school is out...before finals week. yikes. It should be a happy thing, right? And it is...but good grief, I need to finish chillin' out with Free Folk of Middle Earth! And that needs to happen before April 9, really. That's next weekend. Woah. This is where I pass out, and try to plead mental illness for taking on so much this semester.
I also have presentations galore in the next few days.
All that to say, I may not be blogging as much in April. I mean, I would love to be blogging, but I need to have some self control so I can get things done. I should be popping in once and again, hopefully.
And so, I slip the Ring on my finger, and I disappear! (but not really, because this is my metaphorical Rivendel.)
"'I pass the test,' she said. 'I will diminish, and go into the West, and remain Galadriel.'" [Galadriel]
The irony? I'm taking an independent study on The Lord of the Rings and if you've been reading my blog for very long, you probably already got that impression, I may have even mentioned it. So part of what's adding to my stress is that I need, no, I have to read the books. No biggie, I love reading. And then you add to that the other two lit classes. I have things to do!
Now, part of the beauty of this independent study is that I get to write about themes of hope versus despair for a theology conference, and my primary text is The Lord of the Rings. So I get to submerge myself in the land of Middle Earth. And all I have to ask is, "Where in the world did March go?"
April is a pretty awesome month, I mean, it's birthday central for my family! But then, so is March. And April also marks the last month before school is out...before finals week. yikes. It should be a happy thing, right? And it is...but good grief, I need to finish chillin' out with Free Folk of Middle Earth! And that needs to happen before April 9, really. That's next weekend. Woah. This is where I pass out, and try to plead mental illness for taking on so much this semester.
I also have presentations galore in the next few days.
All that to say, I may not be blogging as much in April. I mean, I would love to be blogging, but I need to have some self control so I can get things done. I should be popping in once and again, hopefully.
And so, I slip the Ring on my finger, and I disappear! (but not really, because this is my metaphorical Rivendel.)
"'I pass the test,' she said. 'I will diminish, and go into the West, and remain Galadriel.'" [Galadriel]
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