My other Love

Yesterday I talked about my husband the Ostrich, he is not amused with this new nickname but then he shouldn't have forgotten Valentines Day either ;o). See the winking smiling face? I am not angry anymore, but I will remember it for years to come. Even when I am angry with him he is a good man. However, he has a jealous side. He is terribly jealous of my best friend and my other love, my Blackberry, her name is Crazy Jane.

Crazy Jane is sleek and pink, compact and best of all she is ALWAYS there for me no matter what. Ready and willing to take on the next challenge. Crazy Jane keeps me organized, she entertains me, lights my way in a power outage but best of all she keeps me connected with the outside world. Crazy Jane lets me tweet and face book anywhere my heart desires and when you have as many kids as I do that is a plus as I never seem to get any quality computer time during the day. She also has many features and bells and whisltes and she has some interesting alret tones, which I so love. I can have a tone for every little notification known to man and then some. On a good twitter day she sings all day long thus earning the name Crazy Jane.

Crazy Jane has only failed me one time and that wasn't entirely her fault. One day she got to take an experimental swimming lesson in the toilet thanks to my then 6 year old step daughter, who was extremely surprised when she sank instead of floating. My husband was overjoyed when his arch nemesis was down. Her poor dark screen a reminder only to what we had before her plunge into the realms of the germ laden toilet. However, two days later the FedEx driver brought me a new bundle of plastic pink joy and I was up and running. Some how I truly feel that the ostrich's hands were not so clean in the whole toilet incident, just saying..........