Monday, 22 April 2013
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All I can say about texting is....everyone will have sore necks from the constant head hanging and also sore thumbs..all I can say about that is...my hubby is a Chiropractor and I love sore necks!...just kidding!...sort of!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the smile.
ReplyDeleteOh, that's my family. (eek!)
ReplyDeleteCute, but alas so true.
ReplyDeleteWell, surely Heaven is keeping up with the times...
ReplyDeleteThis old gospel hit comes to mind for me :)
Operator, Information
Give me Jesus on the line
Operator, Information
I'd like to speak to a friend of mine
Oh prayer is the number
Faith is the exchange
Heaven is the street
And Jesus is his name
Operator, Information
Please give me Jesus on the line
Too true -- and too funny! xoxox
ReplyDeleteSadly, we have a whole generation missing their youth, bending over the little black box. You know what else they are missing?...making memories. When they are old they will not have as much to remember and regain the pleasure of things gone by. Ah well.. I am getting old too and I find remembering is not just being able to recall, but also I can re-remember and experience again the excitement, exhilaration, joy and happiness of those occasions. Memory is such a gift.
ReplyDeleteTexting, i-padding - have to admit I am addicted and in my 75th year.
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