Texts from Welles

Texting is a phenomenon that I used to be adamantly opposed to. My old phone didn’t have T9 or whatever it is that makes texting so fast, so a message as simple as “My house at 10″ would take 5 minutes to send. In that 5 minutes I could have called the person made the plan and talked about something trivial like what happened last night on Gossip Girl. Details get lost in texting. For me, it’s easier to pick up the phone and get all the details and clarification I need, rather than sending ten text messages back and forth. For example,  “We’re making BBQ pizzas. Bring toppings” sent via text sounds like we’re making pizzas with BBQ toppings. Surpise to the Blanco’s when we show up with corn, BBQ sauce, and black beans and find out that BBQ pizza means regular toppings just cooked on the grill. This would have been an non-issue if the converstation would have happened via the phone.

But then I got my iPhone. And while I still think texting is sort of silly and  still prefer the phone for some things, I am not opposed to it anymore. My iPhone has made it so easy to send a text now that I can’t help but use it. So for the past 7 months I’ve been a semi-regular texter. However, I refuse text  incorrect English (which could explain the five minute texts). I type out the whole word and use commas, apostrophes and periods.

Most of my friends don’t follow my same texting rules, which is fine… my friends shouldn’t have the same OCD tendencies as I do. My friend Welles is my texting opposite. If there is something that she can abbreviate, she’ll do it. You’d think that I’d hate it. That I would want to throw my phone at her the next time I saw her, but I don’t. I actually enjoy her texts very much. They make me laugh and, because I have to decode each one, will keep me from getting Alzheimers when I’m 70.  I’ve posted a few of her texts below, but unfortunately her most brilliant text was on my old phone and I don’t have it. I do know that it was pretty long and contained no vowels or punctuation at all. I didn’t understand it the first six times I read it and had to piece together the meaning over a day.

January 23rd at 5:39pm
Still dnt know what im brngn tomm but somethn.

March 26th at 12:50pm
U do n gnite 2nite?

April 18th at 11:15am
Tatoo at 2 n capital hill meet up? Lunch?

May 10th at 11:09am
I just gnt this but i got it ne way! Das right im awesome!

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The Graduate

I am now the proud wife of a master. This past weekend, Josh graduated from MHGS with his Masters of Divinity. It was quite a celebration as it is the first Masters degree in his family (#2 coming up next June). Josh’s family (including  Abuela) and our wonderful friend Matt came to Seattle for the celebration.

Graduation itself was a splendid affair. MHGS graduations are always pretty emotional ordeals this year included. During Dan’s speech I became so thankful for our family and friend that traveled to be here with him. It was a clear and real reminder that these past four years of academic and emotional hardships were not faced alone. The rest of the visit was equally splendid. The nine of us squished into our rented minivan and cruised around Seattle talking way too much about inappropriate things and stopping too frequently to eat.

I might have mentioned this already in previous post, but our apartment’s internet is the absolute worst. I have given up trying to do anything on my computer while at home. However, for all of you adoring fans, I will attempt to post pictures soon. I make no promises though because after five minutes I may throw my computer across the room.