So...on Saturday night we went downtown to see some fireworks. Every year we have a week long event down by the river with concerts and "fair food"...like funnel cakes and chicken on a stick. There is some other stuff too, but that's not really the point. Anyway, they end the whole week with fireworks. So, as we are heading downtown my cell phone slides off my lap and right into Scott's cup of water. Apparently, the pink razor cannot swim. The whole thing happened in slow motion...I see it sliding off and heading straight for his cup and I say "Naahooooo". It was a very sad night. So...I do not have a phone at this time. I had to order a new one online and now must wait for it to be mailed to me. Carrie is probably the only person who will try to call me, but just in case anyone else needs to reach me.
On top of it all...I lost all of my numbers in it. So, if you don't mind...please email me your numbers.
Also...I will be posting pictures of the fireworks later.
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I washed Paul's cell phone one time . . . an entire cycle! It worked in a weird, bat-from-FernGully type of way after it dried out.
But, hey! New phones are fun -- they're always making them do cool new things, so maybe your new one will make you glad for your husband's water glass.
Actually, Scott just ordered me the same phone I had. It is the pink razor. I have a sick obsession with pink. The only other pink phone that they had was the chocolate phone, but I didn't really like it. So...the phone is the same. However, mine did have a couple of scratches on it (which I hate), so...a new one with no scratches!
Sorry about your cell Beth!
My new phone is coming today!
I'm sorry about your phone, but I have to say, you really made me laugh with your version of the story! Especially the slow motion part!
That was not a "version" of the story...it really happened that way.
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