TomTom is still driving me round the twist — and turns.  Making me crazy.  I can’t wait to see how we do on the drive to (and into) Dallas on Thursday..  WooHoo!  Texas, here we come!  YeeHaw!  I’m going to a Leon Redbone concert!

Actually, it’s not just TomTom that is making mincemeat of my brain.  My son calls me iMom because I have so many Mac products.  There’s the iPod, the iPhone, iMac, and now I’ve added an iPad and a Macbook Air.  I wrote about shopping for the iPad and MacBook a couple weeks ago.  I’m slightly further along with them than I was, but there is a lot to know about these things.  I guess if worst comes to worst, I could always do the tutorial, or read the book.

There once was a Meandering iMom
who purchased herself a new TomTom.
As she chalked up the miles
She U-turned on her smiles,
While still only ten miles from HomeHome.

 

Now I’ve complicated it a bit more by buying a gizmo (technical term) to use so that I can have broadband where ever I go.  And even worse, I also got a new phone.  This one doesn’t have an i in front of it, but it is suppose to at least be clever, if not Smart.  Why do I have a new phone if I already have an iPhone?  Don’t ask.  Thank you.

I have a long history of not being able to understand telephones.  Perhaps it’s a carryover from having cut my telephone teeth on one of the old-fashioned switchboards–the kind with all the cables–back in 1961.  (Imagine me as Ernestine: “One ringy dingy, two ringy dingys.  Have I reached the party to whom I am speaking?”)  I was a relief operator in a big hospital during the regular operator’s lunch break.  I think I was called a relief operator because of the huge sigh of relief that could be heard all around the hospital when I finished each day.

That sort of thing can mark a person for life, I reckon.  I haven’t been able to work out how to use a telephone properly ever since.  So now I’m trying to get my head around the new iToys, the TomTom, AND a new phone.  I gotta have the phone and TomTom under some sort  of control before I leave for Dallas tomorrow. Nothing–repeat: nothing better get between me and Leon Redbone!!!  TomTom, are you listening?

iGive up.     MM