Old habits cannot be thrown out the upstairs window.
They have to be coaxed down the stairs one step at a time.
– Mark Twain
Let’s see. Today’s been a rather busy one, all things considered.
I got to bed sometime in the wee hours of the morning, I think it was a about 9 am. Bran came in and woke me up to go shopping at 2:30 or so. I didn’t really want to go and I waffled about for a little bit until my bladder told me that if I didn’t get out of bed it would explode and create all sorts of self-control and self-esteem issues.
I sat down on the couch and began watching some murder and mayhem and continued knitting on the shrug that I’ve started for Bran. We talked about going shopping or not going shopping. Then he made me a couple of easy over fried eggs and 2 whole wheat buns. Then not long after that I finally decided on going to at least get some garbage bags since we’ve run out of kitchen bags, large bags and the roll ones that I use in the bathroom.
We walked to the mall and went to Zellers. There we looked at possible sandals for Boy, but they didn’t have a size large enough. Then we wandered off and Bran looked at phones for me. All they had were the ones that involve committing to a plan. Since I’d just gotten rid of that with SaskTel, I wasn’t about to get into another plan with another company.
As we strolled through, I picked up a large skein of dark green yarn for Bran’s shrug (because I’m sure I don’t have enough other bulky yarn to make the whole thing (his arm span is at least 2 metres). I also got some shower gel stuff for Boy and for me. I’m nearly out of what I have. I like Boy to have shower gel because that’s a sure way of knowing that he’s washed himself at least minimally. He’s been known to stand under a shower and not use soap or shampoo or both. It’s sad, but that’s happened. With the shower stuff I can smell him and therefore know that he’s at least opened the bottle and washed his hands with it.
Happily, we also remembered garbage bags. Yay us!
Then after much debate, discussion and indecision, we went off to London Drugs and I picked out a new phone for me. I now own a camera phone. It also plays Mp3s but since I already have a player, that’s soemthing that’s not going to be used. Besides, I’d have to buy a new memory card thing. It’s a flip phone (I’ve always wanted one) and my first call is going to involve something about saying “beam me up Scotty.” Yeah, I’m easily amused.
The first thing I’m going to is learn how to text message. They’re much cheaper to send and since I’m on an evening/weekend plan, it’ll be a whole lot cheaper than phoning during the day. I’m going to become a texting maniac. The phone is a pay-as-you-go things. I have $100 credit to put on it and that’ll be good for a year. I already have $20 that will be good for a month, so I’ll wait until next month to put the $100 on. Having the pay-as-you-go means that I don’t pay a shit pile of money monthly only to not even come close to using my time.
The phone has a camera for still pictures and videos. I guess you know what this means, right? Yes, that’s right, I’ll finally be posting pictures of my knitting. It also has caller id, voice mail, text, call waiting, call forwarding, a note pad, tracks call costs and times, games and applications, calculator, datebook (I wonder if it’s compatible with Outlook), alarm clock and other neat things. I’ll be doing some playing this evening while I figure it out and put phone numbers in. Woot!
The phone is Bluetooth compatible and came with some plug in ear buds for hands free. The ear set is really nice and sturdy but they’re huge. They take up the entire ear space and stretches out my ear shell. Bran really likes them. I could use them, but they’d eventually become too uncomfortable.