Voila, the new phone bag! My sweet husband complains that he can never reach me. I have a phone, but communication has been unreliable between us since the day that I kicked my iPhone to the curb and claimed the Samsung Galaxy Note as mine. A bag was needed to corral the critter and keep it with me at all times.
DH is out of the office a lot visiting clients, and to his credit he has always been one to keep in touch. Not so much since the new phone and the fault is all mine. It just doesn’t fit in my hand the way the iPhone did, and the weight of it causes me to put it down to use both hands. You know what follows—bye, bye big phone. Don’t get me wrong, it is a great phone; in fact, I will never go back to Apple. I love the apps, the note taking, the appointment scheduling capabilities. The screen is big enough for my not-so-young eyes and I am mad about Android!! I am a Droid user forever!! But it’s big! HUGE!
Anyway, after not posting all this time (tis the season) I finally post a blog to tell you that I stopped all the baby knitting, all the sock knitting, all the fingerless mitt knitting, to knit a bag! That’s pretty much it.
Thanks to all who have continued to pray for and send healing thoughts to Mr. Max!! He is almost healed and almost back to his old Superdog behavior. He does like to get me up in the middle of the night because I can hear him chewing his paw three rooms away. And he loves the reaction he gets when he climbs up on the back of the recliner or climbs a low tree limb in the yard. Everyone runs and screams, “Max, no! Get down before you hurt your paw!!” Yippee, instant attention!!
Macy has tolerated the whole two weeks of commotion, being the aloof, independent JRT she is, but she is just about THERE in the enough-is-enough category. They are a basket of fun!
Life is good.