A couple of weeks ago, I was having lunch with my mom, sister, and little brother, Pete. During lunch, my brother received a text message from his son, who is a senior in high school. It was the typical, "I need money for this" message. Pete text messaged him back with the usual, "Ask you mother" or something along those lines. I was very impressed with the text messaging and said so. Pete asked me if I ever use my text message. Nope, never have. He said, "Try it. Send Toby a message." Okay; I like learning new things. Then being very silly, we sent Toby a funny message, "Aarrgh!" Later at home with Toby, I asked him, "Did you get my text message?" As soon as the words left my mouth and before Toby gave me "are you a moron" look, I realized my mistake.
This last week while having lunch again with my mom, sister, and little brother, I had to fess up. I reminded Pete of our text message conversation and lesson. Then I told him that the message did not work. He asked why. "Because," I said, "Toby does not have a cell phone."
My family got a BIG laugh out of my blonde moment. They insisted that I blog it. Pete also asked me, "What did Toby say when you asked him if he had gotten the message. Toby only said, "Nope, didn’t get it." He did not laugh too much. Sometimes he has that worried look like, "Gosh, you get more like your mother every day." Besides, he has to live with me.