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it’s 100 percent true

Something happened . . . and I realized that it was time to start-up my blog (again.)

From: Rachel cell

To: Ice-mommy

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November 13, 2011 4:03 AM

someone stole my phone while I was out. I don’t know what to do.

it’s 100 percent true

I’m not even sure where to go with this. Was this intentional? The last time Rachel lost her iPhone she was passed out on the LIRR after a night of music and drinking. It¬†was just about the time the 4G came out. Pam and Jan were in town. We met in the city and while Rachel was sick in bed — missing work — me, Jan, and Hannah went to the LIRR Lost and Found. After spending hours at the Lost and Found waiting for phone to charge, waiting for Yankee Stadium to pop up on the background, we found out it wasn’t hers. While we were gone Pam and Rachel went for massages and watched movies all day. Anyway, Rachel at a small discounted price went out the next day and purchased a new iPhone 4.

So here we are — the 4S is here. And I get this email from Rachel. She clearly had too much to drink and emailed me as soon as she got home. I’m surprised I didn’t get a phone call . . oh wait, that’s right, she didn’t have a phone! Probably good that she didn’t have a phone handy — cause I was SLEEPING!

The last time she called me from Mooney’s phone to tell me someone stole her phone while she was passed out on the train — way after midnight. She also called me once from a bar in Albany because she said someone stole money from her checking account. She went to take out some money and it was gone. I had to explain to her that checks take time to clear — no one stole any money — that was way way after midnight — and I’m pretty sure the call was made from a drinking establishment!

Babble babble — so Rachel used FindMyPhone on Sunday morning and tracked it to the bar– it wasn’t stolen just lost. I called the bar and they had it. Phone was recovered and the 4S will have to wait.

Drew and I drove in that day and we four went to brunch. Rachel was happy, Hannah was temporarily tattooed from her night of drinking and she still had her phone.

And this story — it’s 100 percent true!

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Experts say that it takes 21 days to create a habit

Well, I really thought I had this one wrapped up. But I have proved the experts wrong. After 6 months of writing on my blog every day I am quickly falling apart. Is it the heat? I don’t think so. Am I spending too much time vacuuming? Nope, pretty sure it’s not that. So what has rocked my world so much that I have let this habit of 6 months fall to the wayside?

And the answer is: My iPhone. Who needs a computer when I can check my emails and download a million apps to get me through the days of my life? Last week I downloaded wordpress.com because I thought I would like to post from my iPhone. So I downloaded the app and I attempt to sign in to my the sommertimes.wordpress.com account. I need my password. And, as usual, I don’t remember it so I have a temporary one sent to my Gmail. And then I sign in to the account on my iPhone — not so easy to type a whole post. But the most annoying part is that when I go back to my computer I am logged out of my account. So, once again, I have to request a new password. Why make it easy on myself? I always choose a password I am sure I will remember. Yeah, right!

Finished The Psychopath Test the other day. ¬†So I’m pretty sure I’m not a psychopath. Oh wait a minute, according to the book — if you are reading the book and think that you might be a psychopath then you aren’t one. But what does it mean when you know you’re not a psychopath.¬†Started reading A Tree Grows In Brooklyn for the second time. The first time was on the plane to Seattle sniffing bathroom fumes from my last row seat. My back room at home smells so much better. I was able to get through a few chapters and then I received an email from my library — the book I requested is ready for pickup. I am now ready Bossypants by Tina Fey. It’s gonna be a quick funny read.

We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act but a habit РAristotle

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Testing

Exciting, but not so much. Writing this on my iPhone. Eh, much easier on my computer.
Happy 4th.
Tomorrow — fedex from B of A.

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A Big Head and Other Fine Highlights of the Day

I called Drew yesterday morning. I was in the city and was hoping to catch him before he left for work. I called him at home with my iphone. Click, click, click, click . . . I put in my secret password and made the call. The answering machine picked up. I didn’t leave a message.

Took a quick walk on the High Line with Hannah. It was way too hot. Ended up sitting in a coffeehouse drinking iced tea to cool off. Hannah had an iced cappuccino and an arugula salad. Met Pam and Jan there. Jan wanted to see the big head in Madison Square Park so we took a walk over to the east side.

A big head, a comfy bed, a cute pup -- a fine time was had by us.

It was a big head . . . a really big white head — in the middle of the park. Took a cab to Pam and Jan’s room on Restaurant Row — The French Quarter. Cute room, tiny, but most importantly it was air-conditioned. Hot day. We told Rachel to meet us at the restaurant at 5:00. Phone call at 4:00: A shrieking Rachel, “I’m locked out of my apartment. I wanted to take a quick nap before dinner.” “Where are your keys?” says me. “Probably on the kitchen counter.” Ahh, a Rachel moment.

Hey, did I tell you about Hannah’s “Rachel moment”? Sunday night we are parked outside of Hannah’s apartment. The car is packed with her luggage and an air conditioner. She looks for her keys and can’t find them. They are in Merrick in her bag in her room.We are in the city. Luckily we found her roommates, unloaded the car, put the air conditioner in the window, and took Hannah home with us. (Sibling side story.)

Dinner at Sosa Borella on 50th and 8th Ave. — still good. And, as usual, Rachel was late. Why on earth she decided to take a taxi in the height of rush hour — from East Village — I’ll never know. And she’s surprised when it takes forever! We had already finished a carafe of sangria and all the appetizers by time she sat down.

Pam and Jan left for the ballet at 7:00 and we sat while Rachel slowly nibbled at her food and ordered another sangria. Afterwards, Hannah went uptown and Rachel and I took a cab going down. I jumped out of the cab at 8:06 and made the 8:08 LIRR. Drew picked me up and I walked in the door and checked the home phone messages. The first message was long and just a bunch of psycho babble. What the hell was it? Who does this? Could this be a butt call? ¬†“That sounds like you,” says my drew to me. And — you know ¬†what — it did sound like me — and it went on and on and on. It was me. Gotta learn how to use my phone. I keep forgetting to END my phone calls.

Still waiting for the original copy of the Bank of America reference letter I requested almost a month ago.

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“You’re a little off today,”

HE says this morning after biting into a bit of undercooked egg white. Just one bite mind you — HE doesn’t like yucky egg whites. ¬†I offered to toss his undercooked eggs in the trash and cook up a new batch but HE said no. It’s not a big deal. But then HE took a bite of the other egg and, yet again, a bit of yucky egg white. If it wasn’t a big deal I don’t know why HE had to even mention it twice. HE ate every bit of food on his plate. I think I even saw him licking the plate when I turned to pour a cup of coffee.

I was distraught. I try very hard to make the perfect eggs every time. It’s hard for ME because I can only eat cremated eggs. Anything less and my stomach is a mess for the day. But this isn’t about the eggs. It’s about something more serious than a bunch of cooked ovum. It’s about my world.

“Yes, I feel a bit off this morning,” ME says. And I know why. My world has shifted. I have an iphone and all of a sudden life is different.¬†Now when I get a one word text message that answered a question I asked 5 hours ago, I no longer have to go back to the sent text screen to find out what I asked earlier. I’ve downloaded a bunch of apps already. I can’t wait to use my Kayak flight status app tomorrow to check Hannah’s flight. I can check my email all day long, make a reservation on Open Table, look up a recipe on Cook’s Illustrated, and read a book anywhere, any time!

Of course now I need more friends. My iphone is sitting across the table from me and it is so silent.

My life is changing. I don’t have to go home to check my email. I can do it on the street, in a store, even in a park!

Ah, what’s that sound outside? It’s the mailman –Gotta run!

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Momma Gadda Iphone

This was, like, one of the biggest decisions I’ve had to make in a long long time! To buy or not to buy an iphone. It’s not like I won’t use it. It’s just that it is going to mean I have to send an extra $25 plus tax to AT&T every month. When I told Drew that was my main issue he said, “Forget it, it’s not worth it!” So here I am –setting up my iphone. Bought a nice thin case and the AppleCare Protection plan too.

I’ve already sent one text, made two phone calls, and tried to sign on to my wireless network but I can’t seem to get the password right. Now it is asking me to set up my voicemail and I am following directions. I put in a password, I started recording a message and it is not working. Earlier I tried signing in to iTunes and couldn’t remember my Apple password. Finally figured it out and every step I take is more confusing than the next. But I am getting there!

I have to register the phone but I can’t get that plastic wrapping off the package. I’m sure this will get easier. I know it will. I know it will. Did I mention that my space bar is not working (sporadically) on my computer?

Called Rachel for some iphone advice. I now have a few very important free apps — Yelp, WxQuickie, Droid Light, and Kick Lite. ¬†The Compass is already on the phone. Now I have to rearrange my home page and continue the search for more apps. I connected both of my Gmail accounts to my phone and I finally typed in the correct password for the house wi-fi. It’s not that I didn’t know the password, it’s just that my fingers are too fat .

Phone’s ringing. Wow look at the time. It’s Drew, “Hey babe, do you want me to . . . ” ¬†He was offering to pick up dinner because he thought I would be busy with my new toy. Awwwwww, how sweet! ¬†Cooked dinner and set up my voicemail. I am woman, hear me roar!

Weather report: Tomorrow will be about the same temperature as today. Yay, gotta love it!

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Why is this day different from all the other days?

Because today is June 10th and I can officially renew my AT&T contract.

As a valued AT&T customer, you may qualify for discounted equipment pricing with a new two-year commitment.

Decisions to be made. I have Hannah’s iphone here but I don’t know her password so I can’t play with it. I’m seriously thinking of getting one. Carol and Cheryl have an iPhone. I really feel like I should get one too. Drew thinks I need one, Hannah thinks I should get one, and apparently Steven Ezra doesn’t think I should get one because I’ll use it too much.

After all, I am a valued customer. Will I use it too much? I can’t be sure. But just think, I can check my email all day long from anywhere! I won’t have to run home periodically during the day just to see who emailed me. And with the price of gas that is quite a savings. I can find out where the local Starbucks is — even though I have been totally disappointed in their iced latte and cappuccino. What do you think happened?

The other day I ordered an iced latte and I asked for less ice and milk, “It’s okay if the cup isn’t filled to the top. I just want to taste the espresso,” I was sure to mention. But still it was weak. Not happy, not happy at all. A few months ago I ordered a tall cappuccino and it was so milky I poured it out. I should have returned it but I was in the city and rushing off. I used to like their coffee but I find their espresso not as strong and satisfying as it once was.

So, where was I. Ah, yes, the iphone — should I stay or should I go — to the AT&T store to pick up my new iphone? Well, for now, Hannah wants me to wait til she gets back so she can come with me to the store. I’ll wait til she gets back. Sometime this week she’ll be on the Greek Island of Lesbos and I will still be using my Nokia flip phone.

A heavy dose of black licorice and dark chocolate will keep me happy until Hannah gets home.

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It’s the iPhone or No Phone

Soaking wet. No, I’m not at the Arctic Monkeys concert — no rain last night but sweat pouring down my face, burning my eyes, couldn’t see a thing — so crowded. hot, sticky. Luckily, Rachel had the same hot sweaty issues that I have so we walked out of the crowd and sat by a tree while Hannah and Drew made their way in and around the crowd.

Now, where was I? Ah, yes, sweat — breaking out in a sweat, stress sweat. Drew gave me the ultimatum this morning, “It’s the iPhone or no phone,” he roared in my face. Maybe it’s because, this morning, I didn’t make him eggs, and I didn’t chop up any veggies for his cottage cheese. He made his own breakfast — a milkshake. Maybe that’s why he was such a tyrant.

My AT&T contract is up for renewal on June 1oth. I mentioned to Drew that my phone is falling apart. It’s not reading my SIM card. The screen is messed up. I sometimes joke about getting an iPhone because I’m the only one in the family who can’t check emails at all times. I can’t check the weather report or just browse the web, for that matter. I’m beginning to feel left out. I could be writing my blog on the train, at the dinner table, or in the lady’s room at the theater.

I don’t know what to do. Hannah thinks I should get one. Steven Ezra doesn’t. Carol and Cheryl have iPhones. And that makes me want one. Whenever I’m with Hannah she shows me the apps she has downloaded. I love the weather app (warmer than yesterday.) She showed me something on her phone yesterday. Sorry to say I can’t remember what it was but I did say “When I get an iPhone I want that app!” So sad.

I could wait for the iPhone 5 to come out. I don’t know. I’ll have to think. How would my girls feel if I had the 5 and they had the 4. Would I be a cool mom?

Tomorrow I’ll be sure to make Drew some eggs and toast.

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How I save over a thousand dollars a month

The following is a small sampling of very important texts that I received from my girls:

Waaaa

yay

did you see cc’s daughters.

they re so adorable

Boo

How did you know i had a lot of pimples

omg i love the archie stamp

Ah i just saw the biggest rats ever

on rachel’s block

I really don’t want to do laundry

I have so much cellulite ūüė¶

I wore my gold watch last night and now it’s missing

I just put my check in an envelope and forgot to put a note. Is that bad

Zooey deschanel plays bones’ cousin on bones

Should I take off yoga on wed the 20th

i broke my glasses ūüė¶

I might be going back into the city tomorrow night. I’ll decide last minute (repeat three times)

Yayyyyy

Uggg. crossing my fingers i don’t get sent home from work. My eye looks like that again. Cept this time it’s my other eye.

Sent home

my fridge is broken

About to call Fraunces Tavern

Ahhhhh

Yayyyyy

I’m out of indian ramen;(

so my eye looks like it did last saturday

what should i wear for the admitted students day

Earthquakes in Burma

I’m awake

Just made it. can’t breathe

true

call me in the morning

green pancakes and green beer

law and order is on THREE channels right now

call me at 7:45 please

esp help me and tell me where it is in the morning

You home?

Go on fb

have you seen the new dyson cordless vacuum??

According to AT&T’s website a text, without a plan, costs 20 cents per message. Last month we had just under 8000 messages. (And I mean just!) It would have cost me 1600 dollars if I didn’t already have the unlimited text plan. Whew, so that’s how I save money.

In February, Rachel went to a wedding in Toronto. She had her iPhone and as soon as she drove across the border she received a message from AT&T re: international rates. So she called me!

I told her to text if she needed to (50 cents a text/international rate) but don’t use the internet. Hours later I received an email from her:

Free wifi at hotel.
ūüôā
We got here. I’ll try to write down directions before we leave so I don’t have to turn data on again.
xo
Sent from my iPhone

I responded:

well if you have to use it then use it….. hopefully I won’t have to sell the house to pay the bill¬†

She came home and said she didn’t use it. I was just joking when I said “hopefully I won’t have to sell the house.”

Luckily Rachel was only in Canada for 2 nights and one full day. A week after her return AT&T froze the account. Apparently she rung up charges over 1000 dollars. I called AT&T. I didn’t care for the woman I spoke to but she did back date an international plan that would only cost me 119 dollars. I was pretty sure she could have refunded me for the entire amount since it was clearly a mistake. She even said, “even though you used the hotel’s wireless you were still roaming. You probably pressed something by mistake and didn’t deactivate it.”¬†Then she wanted to show me what I had to do on the iPhone so it wouldn’t happen again. Ahhhh, headache. I hung up, but not before she told me to call back on March 19th to cancel the international plan.

March 19th was a Saturday. Drew and I saw a play that day and then met the girls at St. Andrew’s Pub. While eating and drinking I realized the date and found a semi-quiet corner to make a phone call. Spoke to someone at AT&T. He didn’t understand what was going on, my bill was a mess and he said that whatever this other woman did wasn’t helping any. I would still have charges. He said he would call me when the bill was posted and credit me. We set up a phone date for the next Sunday. I had faith. My girls didn’t. I walked around all Sunday with the phone in my hand. He never called. I called and spoke to someone and just said I’ve been waiting for a phone call since 10 this morning blah, blah, blah . . . This guy wanted to transfer me to the international department but then I said, “there’s a mistake on my bill and he was going to credit my account.” “Oh,” he said, “I can do that.” And so he did.

And I saved even more money. I didn’t even have to pay for the international texts — we’re talking around 5 dollars!

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Planning For a Rainy Day

I sent an email to Rachel on Sunday. It said:

Users Complain iPhone Clock Bungles Daylight Savings

hope you have a backup alarm!!!!! Remember the last time change – – – your alarm didn’t go off!!!! xoxo how is your throat?

I checked my email before I went to bed on Sunday night and she never responded. Well, okay then. She’s a big girl and can take care of herself. Woke up this morning, checked my email — nothing. Made coffee. Drew sat down and said, “Aren’t you going to call Rachel to see if she got up?” “No, only if she asked and she didn’t.” ¬†Well, guess what, at 8:10 I picked up my cell phone and there it was — a text from Rachel: Please wake me up at 7:45.

What kind of mommy am I? Am I going to be the reason she loses her job? Blame me . . . tell them at work it was my fault?!? isn’t it always? I quickly called her and she was on her way to work. Whew! Well, tomorrow is another day. Today I have a list.

I went online to Zappos.com and made a list of some walking shoes I wanted to try on. I wrote down styles and prices. First thing I did was return Drew’s new coat. He didn’t like the idea of identical coats. So I returned the coat to Sear’s and spent some time looking around for a raincoat. (Preparing for Seattle days.) Bought a Land’s End sweater and t-shirt — no raincoat. Then I went to the mall. Checked out Dick’s Sporting Goods ¬†— ¬†rain jackets too expensive.

Ended up in The Walking Store looking for shoes. Of course they didn’t have any of the styles on my list but I figured I could try some on and if I find what I like I can go home and look for a discount online. I spent a lot of time in the store with the sales lady. She measured my feet. When was the last time you bought a pair of shoes and had someone size your feet and check your toe placement in the shoe? ¬†She was in her 20’s and her birthday was Thursday.

I pointed to a pair of ecco’s. “These just came in. They are so light and will keep your feet dry.” Ah, just what I wanted. I tried them on and really tried not to like them or at least I tried not to buy them. They were way more that I wanted to pay. But I spent so much time with her and it was her birthday soon (I bet she tells that to all the customers.) So, I bought them. I guess I can return them on Thursday or Friday. (Her days off this week.)

I don’t know what got into me. But wait, it gets even worse. I was hungry and I wanted a frozen yogurt. I went to the food court and stopped in front of Johnny Rockets. I knew it was wrong but I sat at the counter and ordered a vanilla malted. It was piled high with whipped cream and I just sucked the whole thing up. It was too sweet and not malty enough. Ugg, I thought I would never eat again. But I did.

Dinner was hot and sour soup and chicken and asparagus stir fry.

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