May 19, 2010
My husband got an iPhone last week. Lucky him. I’ve wanted one forever, but since my phone is used a lot for sending emails, I have a Blackberry. I find the iPhone too hard to type long messages on. Even short messages really.
But he needed a new phone, so he got an iPhone. And he’s having all kinds of fun playing with it. Which is fine. I’m jealous a bit, but at least we have on in the house. But he expects me to have all the answers about how things work on his phone. And I don’t.
Admittedly, I know more about computers than anyone else in my family. Given that we all have macs, I administer them, I deal with software and hardware, I set up everything, I fix stuff when it’s a mac thing I know. But as hubby’s tech toys get more sophisticated, he expects more tech support from me, which I’m finding a bit much. If he’s on the laptop more, shouldn’t he learn more about it? If it’s his iPhone, shouldn’t he solve his own set up issues?
I thought the new tech toys like the iPhone and iPad were intuitive and a child could work them. Yet here I am still, tech support. Hubby has just told me that when he bought his iPhone the Apple store offered to show him tricks on how to use it, and he said “It’s okay, my wife will show me.”
Great. Another job for me to juggle.
December 18, 2009
I bought my husband a new camera for Chanukah. Well, to be truthful, I bought it for the family and just gave it to him. But then, he bought a GPS and gave it to me, knowing full well he’d use it loads more than me. Welcome to gift giving in the married years.
Anyhow, this camera is small. The last camera we bought was about five years ago, and I thought it was small then. But this new thing is barely bigger than my cell phone. Do you know that just about every point-and-click camera these days is sold without a view finder? If you want to take a photo, you have to hold it away from yourself and look at the LED. What if your hand shakes? I like looking through the hole while my hands firmly grasp the camera. Plus, in bright sunshine (we do get some of that sometimes!), it’s impossible to see the screen.
Anyhow, this teeny weeny camera was well priced and was one of only two at the store that still had a viewfinder, so I chose it from the display. Then the clerk goes into the back to get me one, and comes out with a box larger than my printer! Inside this box is a smaller box, and inside this box is my camera. There is nothing else inside the big box except the small box. Why on earth did Canon need to put the small box inside the big box? Why need a big box at all? What a collosal waste of cardboard. No wonder we’re facing global warming.
July 24, 2009
Last night hubby and I had the house to ourselves. The boys’ day camp took both of them on an overnight, so from 9:30 Thursday until 3:30 Friday, we were free of children. For a couple without family around to take the kids for us, this was huge!
But of course we had to work, so we didn’t really get to take advantage until late afternoon. But then we did. We went out, we went for a walk, went for drinks, went for dinner, then went to a baseball game. With no kids. And we didn’t have to race home for a sitter.
But the best part, of course, was this morning. We slept in. Okay, we only slept in about 20 minutes later than usual, but I think it’s the first time we’ve been able to do that in years.
I hope the boys had fun on their overnight, because I know we did.