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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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