Why Blog?

I have always admired those who take time to offer thoughts and advice through blogging. And I have learned so much through their words and have often been encouraged. With three girls, working on the family dairy farm, a passion for youth ministry, I find it difficult to find something just for me. I have had a journal for all of my adult life, and find writing very therapeutic, so why not. I don't know if my words will have an impact on anyone, or teach anyone anything. But I will be satisfied knowing that I am taking some time out for me. This is my great escape.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Tech Dependent...

Last Wednesday, in the whirlwind of getting home from the farm by noon, bathing 3 kids and heading to the Doctor to get Lily checked out (she had strep throat) I washed my cell phone. It went through the soak, rinse and spin cycle and although it came out nice and clean and shiny... it doesn't work....

This is the smart phone I had. Now if only it had a smart owner :)

So today I took it in, and it is being sent away to see if it can be fixed, they gave me a "loaner" phone which they put my "washed" battery in it so it isn't charging either.... grrrrr.

I didn't really realize how much I used it and how much I depended on my phone. I put my grocery list on there, all the numbers of people that I need to contact were in it, my calander is in there. My music and alarms and some pictures were all on there and it was how I kept track of time when I was out and about. I think the thing that is upseting me the most is how much I depend on that little tiny piece of technology. I mean, 20 years ago smart phones didn't even exist and people survived. So I guess I will too.

These are a great tool, but I always get a little nervous
when I hear the word "Recalculating"
I am realizing that in this day in age most everyone is dependent on technology in some way whether it is cell phones or TV or internet or GPS....whatever it may be, and I am not sure how I feel about all that yet. Technology is great and we can do great things because of it, but the little saying "less is more" keeps popping in my head. I mean, how much is need  and how much is want? I am having a little bit of a learning experience through just that question. Do I really need my phone? Or internet? Or a GPS...which lately they seem to have a mind of their own according to the news... I can't say that I have an answer. And I am sure that it is different for everyone. I do know that I feel ridiculus for feeling "sad" about a ruined phone. Life could be so much worse.

I am learing that I can survive just fine without one. Well that, and to check pockets on laundry day...

So are you Tech Dependent or is it just me?


  1. I know I panic a little when my phone is not in my purse... and I spend far to much time on the computer.... And you know how I am on road trips without the GPS and sometimes even with it, so what can I say. Maybe it's in your genes!!!
    Love you,

  2. Oh Amy, that's too funny. Sorry. I'm not dependent on my cell phone. I carry it with me but hardly ever turn it on. However, I don't know how I'd get through a day without the computer, (although I did manage this past weekend for almost 2 days!), to check up on my blog and facebook. Not good. A real time waster. If the weather would improve I'd be outdoors. Really, I would. All this rain is growing grass that needs mowing.

  3. Too funny! Toby and I recently travelled to NYC for the weekend. During our trip we kept commenting on people's dependance on their electroncic devices. No one speaks to one another anymore. We ourselves did not carry any so had lots of time to look around and observe others. One of the saddest scenes was at a restaurant one evening. What appeared to be a mother, father, 2 daughters, and a grandmother were sitting at the table next to us. The grandmother never put her hand held device down the entire time. She even took her food to go since she had not touched it. The girls and mother spent majority of the time on one as well. At one point all 5 were each on one. They rarely spoke to one another the entire meal. It was really quite sad but very common.