Technology comes to the hayfield

SIGH
I knew it would happen sooner or later. I called in my phone bill today and talked to a nice phone representative about cell phones. I asked if she would send me some information. She said I prequalified. *blinking* Reeeeeaaaaaalllllyyyyy
Kewl. Hook me up.
I qualified for up to four cell phones. ACK! I decided against that. Two will suffice for now. But here's the thing. I'm getting a cell phone. I think I'm still in shock. I've never really wanted one before. Now, I worry about getting into the trusty van and something terribly wrong happening (re: over 100,000 miles). I worry about not being able to find a phone in the middle of nowhere in an emergency. And now...I won't have to.
Also...my computer is dial-up. Can I get a group sigh? I mean, sheesh! So, I usually have it hooked up for about 8 hours of the day if not more. Now, if something important happens, a few select people will have the cell number, i.e. my mother, chicken's school, and that's about it. Oh yes. And my agent and publisher when I procure one. *grinning*
And speaking of school...yes. I had to go to school again today. Baby chicken decided to wear a pretty pair of shoes that were a size and a half too small. So I ran to school. And what did I bring back? Middle girl chicken. She doesn't feel well again. Funny...right now she's playing PS2.
So...6000 words? Not today lovely people. Not today.
Grins*