Well that weekend went fast.
Saturday Mr. Spy and I joined the 20th century and got what Joy calls “smarty pants phones.” It happened exactly as predicted that Mr. Spy, who’s been complaining about his lack of smarty pants phone for some time, now that he has one is unhappy with it. Mr. Spy is a not-so-secret Luddite. We humor him. He will like it eventually. I have already stocked mine with contacts and apps and music. Mr. Spy’s is barren and he won’t let me touch it. He refused to text me so i texted Cranky instead. Mr. Spy is no fun sometimes. When I wanted to try out the video chat feature I had to get AJ to help me out. AJ understands that it is cool. He understands that I’m feeling like Dick Tracy with his very first two-way wrist radio.
Saturday night, AJ had his friend N, who used to live here and now lives an hour away, over for a sleepover. They were loud and rambunctious, as well they should have been. Nothing got broken. Pizzas were eaten. Scary stories were told. And a good time was had by all. Sunday morning, we met N’s family for brunch and exchanged hostages. In the afternoon, AJ and I finally made it to the beach. Thanks to the new phone, we have pictures:
This is a new beach. It opened this year in a former quarry that’s only about 10 minutes from our house. That last picture was taken from a paddleboat in which AJ and I were touring the lake. I’ll be going back sometime soon to kayak.
In the evening, we all piled on the couch to watch Bedtime Stories, which we all enjoyed.
Today it was back to work at my desk. There are interesting things to work on. I’m still having fun.