…but my iPad is. I’m borrowing hubby’s work one to write this, but it has no photos, no history, and it isn’t MINE.
MINE fell on its face and shattered, and it’s been quite the ordeal to get it fixed. My old one also has developed issues and is unusable. I hate this, but what do you do? Might have it back on Tuesday.
So, it’s been three weeks since I’ve been able to do anything bloggy. Thanks for noticing my absence – insert small sarcastic huff here – but I find the WP reader annoying and prefer to get my new blog post updates via email. Which is pointless on an iPhone as I can’t hardly see the damn thing; and typing a comment? fugeddaboutit. Man-hands: I have man-hands. Old-man-hands. Big fat fumbly callused fingers. Trust me. I’d be responding with things like, “Yesssh Iagree nd I also tink thiis harhar har”.
To ease my pain of lack of blogging, I’ve been posting random shit on FB that I’d normally put here. I don’t think my ‘real life’ friends appreciate my randomness as much as you lot, and dammit I sure miss you. I’m sorry, very sorry! that my Precious fell on her face and turned into something full of shards of glass I couldn’t allow into my bed. Oh yes, I read 2-3 books a week on the iPad, too. My constant companion, actually. *sniffle *
I can’t even put up a decent photo to show my shame.