If money were no object...

If money were no object, I would like...

...to have my sweet husband retire immediately (though having him home all the time would require an adjustment on my part and possibly therapy...lol)

...to get the piano repaired

...a really comfy sofa

...college funds for each of the kidlets

...a round dining table

...a hybrid vehicle

...a contractor for the garage apartment

...an ipad

...wood floors

...to hire help to clean the floors and windows

...to travel

...slipcovers for the window seat cushions

...a swimming pool

Nothing my happiness depends on...except maybe the first one.

Technology angst...

I spent last Saturday at a college baseball game watching a nephew play. Another aunt and uncle drove over from Houston to cheer him on too. My sis-in-law occasionally texted our player's dad who lives out of state and was (with difficulty) watching the game online.

That sparked a conversation about technology, which she has embraced, and I begrudgingly participate in.

Facebook...pppbbblllltttt. Nuff said.

Cell phones...great in an emergency. Boy have they come in handy when I've had a radiator hose break and a transmission go out...in the dark...far from home. And it was invaluable when I had my car accident, as first responders were able to reach my family while I was still unconscious. While I do use it infrequently for recreational conversing, for the most part, I still keep it solely for emergencies (I am, after all, driving lonely roads every time I leave home).

What drives me a little nuts is getting texts. I find that people with fancy phones like to text. Oh, sure. With a QWERTY keyboard, it's a snap. But I keep my phones for as long as they will last, so I'm still on a crummy numeric keypad. So I do not initiate texts. I will, out of good manners, answer any text I get...when I notice that one has arrived...which can be days after the fact.

It is a HUGE chore! When I get my answer typed and sent, I instantly get another one back from them...which I then spend ten minutes answering...sent...BING...another text. Aaaccckkk!

And I have one friend who loves to text with photos. My phone is actually a dinosaur with no camera, and the screen is about the size of a postage stamp. She can't understand why I can't zoom in to see the photo better. It's very frustrating...because I WANT to see the photos she sends. It leaves me feeling completely frustrated and unsatisfied.

But not enough to get a new phone. So kindly do me a favor.

Don't text me!

Hmmm...which one...

I like both of these for different reasons. We have black wicker chairs on the porch already, so this one (found here) would look nice. It comes with the cushion.


But it's only 4 foot wide.

This one (found here) on the other hand is 5 foot wide.

It's less expensive than the wicker, and it has free shipping. The seat is curved to be comfortable without a cushion, but if I wanted one I could always make one myself.

Decisions, decisions!