Cell Phone Catastrophes

If I had a dollar for every time I jacked up my cell phone, I would be filthy rich.  ... well, more like nine or ten bucks, but come on - that is definitely an excessive amount of jacked up phones during a six year period.

My glorious morning began with walking into Hagen's room to find he had ripped off his diaper and threw it against the wall.  Being the third consecutive morning of this happening, I wasn't exactly thrilled... but his tiny four tooth smile asking for "Brrreafast?!" made it difficult to be upset!  (Although, he may or may not be in bed right now with shipping tape wrapped around his diaper straps.)  So, after dress clothes hair shoes prayer breakfast ...it was on the way to Sheryl's house.   Long story short, I left my darn phone on the hood of my car and it blew off somewhere along State Street right into early morning traffic.  Tragic, I know.  But thank you Asurion - I'll be back on the grid by noon tomorrow!

So today's phone palooza got me thinkin about all the phones I've gone through.  I've lost a couple, sat on one, slipped one out of my frozen hands on the ski lift, drowned a few in the bubble bath, one fell out of the shopping cart (and I guess a whole whooping three feet to the ground was too much for that bad boy to handle), I've even dropped one in a parking lot and of all the hundred square feet of asphalt it could have landed on - it decided to bounce into the sewer drain.  I think it's time to take better care of my electronic devices.

My replacement is probably having nightmares in its' little white box in the back of some UPS truck right about now ;) 

What are some of your cell phone catastrophes?  If any!  Cade still has his phone we originally bought when we signed up with T-Mobile!  And I don't know how he does it.  You go Babe!! ;)