So you're at a restaurant with the kiddos waiting for a table. They're fussy and you're fussy because they're fussy and you get fussier when you think about the wad of cash you'll spend on a dinner that no one will enjoy because, well, everyone's fussy. (Whew, long sentence!)
And you used that Santa's-watching threat so many times that as soon as you say "You better" the kids finish the sentence with "watch out" and proceed to tell you they don't care if Santa's watching because, well, they're sure he'll cut them some slack.
Apps to the rescue! (Hey, maybe this could be a new superhero.)
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Showing posts with label Droid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Droid. Show all posts
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Where the wired things are
So I’m sitting at my laptop and to the right of me is my Droid and to the left of me is my Ipad and I’m using all three simultaneously. My son comes into the room and comments on all of the gadgets I’m using and it’s then that I realize how wired I am. How wired are you?
Let’s have some fun. You know you’re wired when:
Let’s have some fun. You know you’re wired when:
- You return to a place you just left because you realize you forgot to check in on Foursquare and you totally want the points, not to mention another mayorship.
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Droid,
Ipad,
laptop,
social media,
wired
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