I totally fucked up. That’s right, I used the F word, that should tell you something. Yes, I know I use it alot but not usually in my blog. Anyhow, enough of the review of my bad manners. I cannot be trusted with technology. See up there?? That’s my new cell phone. It is awesome. It flips open o reveal a keyboard. [Random: on local news, the headline spoken was "Get ready to pay more for your porn". /boggle] Anyhooooo. Hubby’s cell was the last number I had dialed from said phone before he left for his training. Sunday night he calls, and says “did you call me this morning?”. Hmm…no, no I’m sure I didn’t. His phone started ringing, at a time when cell phones are strictly forbidden to be used. Yes we discussed the fact that his should have been turned off. So after we hang up. I check my call history. There it was. 8:43am, I somehow called my husband. I assume I slid the phone into my hoodie pocket, and bumped the send button when I leaned across a counter or something.

Did I stop there? Noooooo. Yesterday it snowed here. So I used my in phone camera to take a picture. I wrote a message with it, and intended to save it as a draft to send later. Did I? Nope, I jumped right onboard the failboat, and it sent. Now, I haven’t heard from him since Monday night. With my luck, I probably got his damned phone confiscated.

/sigh.

In other news, American Idol is slow starting this season. I’m actually happy that Nick/Norman got through to the top 36. BUT dear God WHY is Tatiana omg I am so annoying still in it?? And her male counterpart the drama king that cries over frigging Every. Little. Thing.

/boggle