Ok, here's me blogging from my cell phone.
We're in a crappy hotel in Maryland for the next few days, so I'm just
a scooch cranky. Unusual for me, no?
As we were frantically getting ready to go to the airport yesterday my
dad called to see if I knew the address of the hotel where we'd all be
meeting up on Friday. I reminded him that he had sent it to me in an
email a week or two earlier. I then cut him off in midsentence as he
began reciting the address to me.
I surely love my parents, but, man they have been inundating me with
"reminders" and information for months now about the cruise. I'm a
big boy now! Some might even say a grown-ass man!
My favorite is when my parents send me an email and then call me an
hour or two later to tell me that they sent me an email. I encourage
them to follow that up with an in-person visit, a telegram, and then
some smoke signals.
That is all. Typing on a cell phone keyboard bites.