Rylie and I went to see "Charlotte's Web" today with some friends. It was totally spontaneous and lots of fun, but my cell phone (which happens to be a Motorola Razr) didn't stop ringing the whole time we were there! I had it set to vibrate, and it was in my pocket, so while I was sitting there with my son passed out on my lap, I was squirming to get it out and see who was calling. Darn realtors, wanting to show my house!
Usually, it's Mike's phone that bothers me. He gets so many calls at dinner time, when all I want to do is sit and have a relaxing conversation while we eat. There are days when I would give anything to throw that dastardly thing out the window. Of course, I'd be rushing out to buy a new cell phone for him once I realized how much I missed our chats throughout the day. I guess I just can't win!