You know you have them. We can't be bright, shining stars all the time.
It's just that I try not to keep my moments of mental dis-clarity to myself. I like to share my insanity, often to the delight of those around me. And, occasionally,my chagrin. It seems to be one of my spiritual gifts.
As you may or may not know, my cell phone loyalties are with my iPhone. I have been, for the most part, very pleased with my little piece of technological wizardry. It plays my favorite music, it checks my email, it gives me directions, it lets me take pictures, it has games on it, I can do my online banking on it, I can even make phone calls! It being a cell phone and all. I just click one little button and then touch screen my way to meet my every need. Hello? There's an app for that!
Well, a few needs and some perceived necessities. But let's not get hung up on the details of my verbiage, mkay?
Okay, so you are aware of my iPhone dependencies. Only I didn't know how very deep those dependencies ran!
Last night, I had the privilege of an off night. I gathered with a group of girls from church, under the guise of hammering out some details of our nursery ministry. But when you put four gals in a restaurant to discuss business, you know we like to get that business part out of the way and then just enjoy the heck out of each other, right? Suffice it to say, we always leave with a round of hugs and sides sore from our laughter. Trust me.
We had a super great time! Our server was AWESOME, our food was tasty, and our fellowship sweet. As we gathered our belongings to leave some three and a half hours later, one of us made noise about wanting a picture. We found a girl willing to be our camera man, er, uh, iPhone-point-and-clicker and we posed.
However, there was not enough light to see anything. Shannon quickly mentioned that her phone had a flash on it and we could try that. Great! The picture was pretty cute, too.
After the picture had been taken, (and oh man, was that flash bright!) we each asked Shannon to send it to us. Y'all, I love that girl. She looked up and said, 'Actually, I don't know how to do it. I am not really all that tech savvy.'
Now, since I am married to a computer engineer and all, I am very tech savvy. Not by nature, understand, but by marriage. You get what I am saying here?
I held out my hand and Shannon gave me her phone. I kind of got snarky and pointed out the icon shaped like an envelope.
'You just use this and send it to us, girl! This one, right here!'
And then I tapped the icon.
But nothing happened.
Since it was on the edge of the screen, I figured maybe I just missed it. So I tapped it again. And again. Somewhat bemused, I looked up and said, 'I don't think hers works.'
Traci, who also is an iPhone junkie, busted up laughing. Pretty soon all three of the others were cracking up and I was standing there looking bewildered.
'They're called buttons, Aubrey! You have to push them!'
It suddenly dawned on me that I wasn't holding an iPhone. It's a good thing I had so much Root Beer in my system, else I might have been embarrassed. However, after no less than three glasses, and very likely more than three, my senses were in such a sugar induced other realm, I just got the giggles.
We finally stepped outside into the flattering light of a street lamp and used Traci's iPhone to snap a quick picture of our Girls Night Out.