E-Me

I've had my cell phone for years. I'm talking at least three years, which is a very long time when it comes to a cell phone's lifespan. There's been talk of me wanting to get a new one, but why fix something if it ain't broke, right? Well, I may have found a reason.

I spent three very stressful days waiting to hear from Kenny. There were tears, awful stomach and head aches, and all the usual suspects showed up as signs that I was stressed. This morning, however, I received an email from him telling me that he was safe, sound, and hot. (111 degree weather will definitely make you hot.)

The other thing he mentioned was that he won't have the internet for another month. A MONTH! That's a pretty long time when we were expecting to communicate via the net. He did find a computer lab where he'll be able to use a computer when it's free, but who knows when that'll be.

That's when I decided a phone with email capability would be nice. Not so everyone could always be in touch with me (ACK!), but so I don't miss an email from him. I can't even tell you how much better I feel today after receiving a couple messages from him.

So there you have it. I'm ready to sell out and trade in my trusty white phone all because of a boy. Sheesh.