A while back, I wrote about my desire for an iPhone. But in reality, I simply assumed that it was a pipe dream, bound for the same place as my aspiration to be a drummer for the Beastie Boys.
The stars have aligned, however. Apple came out with the newer, less expensive iPhone 3G. My previous phone plan recently expired, and my old dinosaur phone was moments away from death. Best of all, my husband volunteered to be the one to stand in the mile-long line at the Apple Store with all the other iPhone crazies.
And I am now the proud owner of The Most Delightfully Useful and Insanely Gorgeous Electronic Device Ever.