I've got it. It's sitting right here next to me, tucked nicely into it's little protective case, waiting for me to decide to call someone or check my text messages or maybe to see what's new on YouTube. I lurve it.
I didn't realize I wanted an iPhone. I am not really what one would call tech-savvy. Or tech-competent, even. Husband is a CTO, so he is uber-techie. Most of the time, much as I love him, my eyes just glass over as he's talking about computers or anything related to computers. I know he's got a cool new job, but I couldn't tell you what he does. I think my brain might crack if I tried to really understand it.
As for my own use of technology, I have to admit (and several friends who read this blog could attest to this, rather crankily) that in the past, more often than not, my cell phone hasn't even been charged. I'm one of those people who tends to think that, since we as a species managed to survive through thousands of years of civilization without being "on call" 24/7, I can probably take Ethan to the park without my cell phone and, I'm fairly certain, the world won't come to a crashing halt. I think.
But then Husband's old car lease ran out. And he needed a new car. And the dealership he goes to was...yes, giving away a free iPhone with any purchase of a new car. Husband is fairly addicted to his crackberry, so this was not a big draw for him, but considering he was most likely going to buy said new car from said dealership, I was next in line to take possession of the glorious little contraption. And then Husband told me all of the things I can do with it. Like store a grocery list (see, I'm very practical), check my email, listen to my iTunes, carry entire iPhoto albums of pictures around with me. Oh, and it's a phone, too.
It suddenly became very important to me that I have. that. phone.
I admit that when the phone came out last year, I was one of those people shaking my head, "tsk, tsk"'ing at the lines of egg-heads outside the Apple Store at midnight and hours before the store opening in the following days, salivating like hungry puppies. I thought these people were crazy. sad. possibly very lonely, and in need of a hobby. and a healthier outlet for their spending habits.
I take it back. I take it all back. Oh, iPhone gods, I apologize for offending you with my ignorance and cynicism. You are everything they said you would be. And oh so shiny. I am so glad Husband didn't want you, and now I get you all to myself. My precious.