I’ve learned some very cool things lately that make me feel pretty, um, hip, if you will.
I can Face Time with Bitchy and Sassy any time I want. (Of course they refuse to Face Time with me, but I COULD Face Time with them if they picked up. )
I can print photos at Wal-Mart from my PHONE using an APP!
I can pay for my coffee at Starbucks from my PHONE using the Starbucks APP!
But the one thing that totally negates all of my feelings of total bad-assery?
I can’t put my panties on standing up anymore. (And that totally, totally sucks.)