Remember when you had to memorize people's phone numbers (or at least keep a physical address book)? When the first three numbers after the area code meant something? Or for that matter, when the
area code meant something? I haven't changed my phone number since Arizona, so I still have a Phoenix area code. I'm not alone in this- a fair number of people I've met have kept their out of state numbers (cue the "mobile society" schpeal). Still, it makes me smile a bit whenever somebody recognizes it and says, "Oh, Arizona right?" A surprising number of people are tied to both Arizona and Chicago! And speaking of phones, here is a photo from mine of the frost the other morning, brr!
Wierd iTAPEN assumption of the week: it assumes first that I mean to text "homiletics" instead of "google." Who researches this stuff?
Mini Gazza update: she spent forty minutes in the car at church (and the remainder
in church) without flipping out. And some amazing people have come through again to watch her this week while I work. How lucky am I?
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