Stalking Made Easy

By an app. An app called Find My Friends.

Because really? Only friends let other friends spy….. right?


Here is how it works…

You download the app, and your friends download the app. You then invite them to spy share locations.

Then, you can view them on a map.


And watch their every move.

Because, as long as the phone is on and there is service. It displays the location.

It’s really cool and hi-tech.

If I want to know if Sydney is home from school, I look at my app.

If I want to know if Jason is still at work? I check my app.

It takes two seconds and I don’t have to wait for someone to tell me where they are. I know. Genius.

It, especially, works if Jason goes out of town. I can see when he is headed home – just by checking the app. No surprising this girl!

But what happens when a good app goes bad?

I’ve heard many stories. Man catches wife cheating…… you get the idea.

But what if it’s wrong?

Sydney and Jason pulled me up one night to see if I was headed home. I wasn’t. I was still at work.

However…the app had other ideas. It showed me – to both of them – go from the parking garage to the apartments across the street. What???? I’ve never been there in my life.

One day we got more proof, I went to Walgreens. Sydney wasn’t home, but got home while I was gone. She checked her app. It showed me at a Church.

Then, tonight, when we were all together……it showed Sydney across the freeway from us. She was across the table.

So, I think I figured it out. It’s stalker-proof. It randomly throws off your exact location – just in case. I know, riiight??

I’m sure all my stalker friends are hanging their heads in despair.

Better luck next app. This one just doesn’t cut it. It goes on too many joy rides ….way too often….or does it?

She talks, She texts, She plans, She reminds……..

SHE is my new best friend and her name is Siri, last name Apple, middle name iPhone 4S.

I waited for the next new iPhone. I knew I had an upgrade and I was prepared to use it, but I had NO IDEA what I was in for……

How cool this technology would be.

It’s pretty close to having a personal assistant with you all the time, and if she had the body of a robot, I know she could run errands, and perform tasks for me too.

Without further ado, meet my Siri!

Isn’t she beautiful?!?!

And nice to boot.

Everything in quotations is what I say to her.

She is very pleasant in the morning. 🙂

And very responsive to any questions. She will tell you the time, the temp, and show you the five-day forecast.

Sometimes, I will even ask her if it’s sunny, or in this case below, windy.

One time, after she told me the temperature, I responded to her about how nice it was, and she replied, “No. Angelia, it’s not very nice.”

It just goes to show, she will not placate you. She will tell you how she feels, and disagree with you (quite a lot actually).

I don’t have to type anything to text. She does it all by voice.

I have a bit of a twang, and with that said, I am very impressed with her ability to translate me.

Setting up a meeting, and adding it to your calendar is easy. You just tell her.

Same thing with reminders (WHICH I LOVE!), because I am always forgetting….well….everything.

Don’t you love her?

I am very impressed with all that she does, and I have not even scratched the surface of her abilities.

She texts, calls, plans, and even searches the web for you.

With all that in her little chip, she is not even conceited. She is very modest. And doesn’t even take with compliments.

And lastly, if you ever need to, and I really hope you don’t. She can be your greatest accomplice.

I mean….I’m sure she calls the cops as soon as you ask for directions…..right????

Although, come to think of it, I don’t think there are any swamps around here. Jokes on us, right Siri?

She did tell a joke to Sydney once, but said she forgot the punchline.

She most definitely has a sense of humor.

Thank-you Apple and thank-you Steve Jobs for creating an amazing device you can hold in your hand, and talk to.

Now, you have met my newest family member, and my life-of-the-phone companion, Siri.

What do you think?

Mid-Summer Life Crisis

At the beginning of this year, I chose the word flourish. I was going to FLOURISH (and rule the world!)….err….something like that.

My goals:

And do all this while working 40 + hours a week as a corporate travel agent, plus a newlywed wife to my husband, mom to one teenager, and step-mom of two younger daughters.

I. Can. Do. It. All.


One by, by one, these goals have slipped from my grasp. One by one, I have given up (yet) another thing I pledged to do, just to keep up with my normal life, much less the hyped up flourished version.

Swimming, swimming, and swimming……you know what, ya’ll?

I’m tired.

It’s not even that this – the list – the promises – the goals – are all I have tried to keep up with. I have, also, had to dog paddle through a husband diagnosed with Lupus this year (to add to his type 1 diabetes, and hypothyroidism). A pretty horrific car crash my family survived. Plus, the new dynamics of co-parenting, me being on the “other” side of custody, than I previously was (this side is MUCH harder).

Everyone said I couldn’t do it all. And???

They were right. :clap clap clap:

I have, officially, burnt out.

Late last week, I wanted to pull the plug. No more Twitter, Facebook, or the Blog. Just shut down. My iphone makes that near impossible to do. But, alas! I would do it. Lights out (except for Words With Friends. I must have my WWF!).

In the end, I decided, going dark was not the answer, but putting the photography business on hold would be. No more sessions for now. I will have “fun”. It will be my hobby (again)(when I have time). It won’t be work and it won’t feel like work. Yay!

I started photography classes in January to boost my confidence. I learned about the technical side of the camera. I, also, learned some of the business side. But it’s pretty hefty in marketing, networking – not to mention – time.

I still lack LOADS of knowledge in everything.

Ultimately, I just don’t think I have the talent, or the vision. Maybe that will change, I just don’t know.

My confidence hasn’t boosted like I hoped, and it’s draining me. I just need to study longer and wait for that elusive confidence factor.

The battle of wills and hopes has been bloody.

The drive to succeed, to learn, to know, to do – while applaudable – is not doable (for me), and it’s making me crazy.

I don’t like crazy. My thyroid makes me crazy because of my Grave’s Disease. I take a hormone pill and it gets better.

So today, I take a chill pill. I acknowledge, I can’t do it all. I won’t do it all. And I’ll do what I can when I can.

Technology is a such a curse, and a blessing.

A friend told me she heard, due to technology overload, the world was on the brink of nervous breakdown. Our brains are not equipped to handle all the information accessible today.

So true.

I think I have overachiever overload.

So this month, I am putting another thing to the side.

And I’m having fun too.

MY GIRLS are back!

The little girls are with us FULL-TIME (squeee!!) for the month of July.

There is nothing like morning hugs around my legs.

And yes, they get loud.

And yes, they fight.

And noise constantly streams from their mouths.

But I wouldn’t trade this month for anything!

Best of all…..Sydney is back from her vacay at Dad’s in Mississippi.


I have missed her sooooo much!

Mid-summer life crisis? I think I got a handle on you.

The Other Woman

Her name is Eve.

And yes, I know all about her.

I know he dreams about her during the day and steals moments with her at lunch. He spends his nights with her too. I know. And it is devastating.

His heart longs for her. She captivates him.

And after three months of marriage, I can’t compete.

So…she wins. I lose.

She wins his love, his attention, and most importantly his time.

What is a new bride supposed to do? How do I compare to this?

Jason playing with "her".

Ships, lights, graphics, missions, and let’s not forget the battles.

I mean really? Are you serious? You can see how she is so much more interesting.

And in reality, it’s probably not a real girl, like Weird Science type bombshell. I believe EVE is the acronym to the game (but what fun is that?). Besides, she might as well be the other woman. He loves her. Heh.

For his birthday, I even supported his affair. I bought him a state-of-the-art headset with super sound (ships firing off into space) and a microphone to talk to his shipmates. He apparently plays poker, mines the moon, and plays drinking games. At least……I think that’s what he does? Maybe a few rat barbecues. This is a man’s domain (mostly), except it’s called by a girl’s name, and they do manly space things. Mkay?

So, I don’t ask (much) and I don’t know the details (all). Only that you can get killed, but you don’t die. See, your clone takes over and you are still you, but your clone. Get it?

Yeah, me either. If all the fun is in battles and taking over moons to mine, and your best day is killing another dude that doesn’t actually die?!? Well, that’s just seems wrong. And if your worst day is you die, but you don’t? Heck. I think EVE should be a hot chick. That might be more fun.

But in all seriousness, he loves it. It’s his favorite hobby and it really does look cool. So I guess she can be a fling…..for now.

Goodnight Jason.

Goodnight Eve.