iSitting

I love technology, especially my iPad and my iPhone which I thought would be redundant. Surprisingly, they both have different purposes although, in many ways, they overlap. I am glad I got the iPhone when Verizon offered it and was not held hostage by AT&T. I never thought it was fair that you had to have AT&T’s plan in order to get an iPhone.

One use that I had not anticipated was that these forms of technology would act as fabulous iSitters. I am fascinated as I watch one grandson on the netbook, another on the iPhone and the four year old on the iPad. It is all second nature to them. Even though the four year old can only read her name, she is able to find YouTube and then find Spongebob. She can also find tic tac toe in the games folder on the iPad and recognizes her name when she wins. All of this gives me a glimpse into the future when even television, as we now know it, will be as obsolete and rotary phones and phone booths are. They will probably have chips in their arms and will be able to connect those to something which will allow instant access.
It intrigues me that they can sit quietly for long periods of time engaged in the interaction that these devices afford. Most of my friends, and others, complain that human interaction will fade away in favor of technological communication. I embrace this new way. Besides, everything goes full circle anyway.

In the meantime, I am enjoying being an iGrandma.

Baskets, Chicken, and Eggs

Yesterday in my drawing class, our assignment was to draw a wicker basket. I must admit that I am getting so much better. I have decided that I am going to have an "ArtShow" featuring my work. I will invite four or five friends and display my work. Once again, I digressed!

When I returned from class and was talking to a friend, she told me that her grandma always told her (what all of our grandma's told us) to never put all of her eggs in one basket. I already knew that quote, but I never actually knew where it came from. A lot of those old quotes I just took to heart, but never delved into the meaning.

She told me that when a hen sits on eggs in order to hatch them, from time to time, she would leave the eggs and go eat or do whatever hens do. The eggs need to be kept warm at all times, and if she leaves, the eggs may not hatch. Because of that, you never put all of your eggs under the same hen, just in case she leaves and they don't hatch.

What have we left "unhatched?" We old hens need to make sure that we "sit on our eggs," keep them warm, and know the importance of caring for our "eggs", whether those eggs are our children, friendships, or whatever is important in our lives.

I did not use my iPad for typing this time. That device is really made for people who type with two fingers. When we good typists try to type using our usual typing formation of our fingers, it results in zillions of typos as you saw in my last unedited post!