I am a lover of all things Apple.
Ever since I first worked on a little Mac Plus back in the 80's, I have been hooked.
Right now I work on a Power Mac G5. A big and powerful beast of a tower with an external hard drive that has 1 terabyte of memory. (Okay, so I'm not exactly sure what a terabyte actually is, I just know it's a lot.)
I love my Mac. It speaks my artsy-right-brain language.
So imagine my absolute delight when my fabulous husband decided to buy me an iPhone 3GS last week. (Insert angelic chorus here.)
Oh sure, I got a lot of grief from the various members of my big, fat, Cuban family who all work for Verizon, and in the interest of full disclosure, I have been very happy and extremely satisfied with Verizon and my little LG phone, but that's not important right now.
But just look at this beauty:
And the apps! (That's techno-jargon for applications or "stuff it can do." You're welcome.)
The GPS feature tells me where I am at all times and gives me directions to where I want to be all from typing in a keyword.
Isn't that amazing?
I can surf the web and read my favorite blogs. =D (Either vertically….)
Or horizontally… (just by turning it in the palm of my hand! I know. Shut up!)
And I can play skee ball! (You know how much I love skee ball….) It makes the wooden rolling ball sounds and everything!! (<— Yes, so much excitement, I needed two exclamation points!)
And of course, I can text, and take photos and video….
I have already learned so many tricks on how to use it thanks to my BFF, Pam who has been coaching me from afar. (Thanks, Pam!)
And I'm a quick learner, too. Even if I do say so myself.
I love this phone so much I want to marry it! (I know. Some serious gushing going on here.)
In fact, so far, I've only encountered one teensy, oh-so-minimal glitch with this fabulous techno-marvel which I have aptly named Marta's Magical iPhone.
And I noticed it when I got my first… incoming call.
And, umm…. I didn't know how to answer it. (I know. Shut up.*blushes*)
But did I mention it takes great pictures? =D
(Thanks, Carrie, for not hanging up.)