Some things never change

The other day someone I went to elementary school with found this note I wrote in probably grade 4 or 5 to some boy named Blair. She took a photo of it and posted it to my Facebook wall. The note said something about how everyone was teasing me for liking him and that I don't like that and oh, please write back! (see attached photo for full note) I don't remember this Blair person or writing this note — I wonder if he even saw it? Who knows! Hey, I was ten years old for gawds sake! What was interesting about this was that a friend of mine saw the post on my wall and told me that even back then I enjoyed being vulnerable, that I 'put myself out there'. (And, I still write those capital N's exactly the same way.) I was also pretty bossy and that is something else I tend to be now (in a cute way...I think...oh, I don't know). This struck me as funny and true. We don't change that much. Now of course some things have changed. When I write my latest crush a note, I probably use a richer vocabulary and probably send a Facebook message or email or text instead of using some cute stationary with handwritten type. And I may not be so bold to say 'write back!'....but I always hope they do.

No iPhone, no aloha

I do not have an iPhone. I also do not have a blackberry or any sort of smartphone. I have a phone that I can answer calls on, receive and send texts and well, that is pretty much it. I have nothing against these devices it's just that because I am on a computer Monday to Friday, 9 to 5 with constant online access, I've never found myself caring about that capability when I was out of my house. I know eventually I will get an iPhone, but I'm not rushing into anything. I've seen what happens when people get one, they are never the same. They are taking photos of everything from street signs to their bowl of corn chowder. They are tweeting their locations from Dufferin Mall to Tim Horton's. And why are they doing this? Because they can! It's so easy so why not and it's fun! I get it. The other day I looked out my window and saw this fat cat sitting on my roof. My first thought was 'cat on a hot tar roof' and my next thought was that I should take a picture of it, put it online and that could be the caption. I grabbed my phone, turned it towards the cat, looking for the zoom. I didn't have one. I went to get my camera, I took it out of its case, went to turn it on, the battery was dead. I looked back out the window, that fat cat on the hot tar roof was gone and I had nothing to show for it.