It's a bit hard to believe that there are actually pictures of me talking on the phone as a young girl. I'm not entirely sure who I was talking to but more than likely it was one of my young friends who I attended Sunday School with. Growing up in the country I learned very young from my mom that relationships were conducted over the phone during the week. On Sundays I often was invited to a friends house for the afternoon and then play together until it was time to go to the evening service.
Last week I enjoyed Heidi's post on her phone phobia, it reminded me that I had pictures of myself practicing the art of phone conversation.
In those early years we shared a party line with unknown people on our road. I say unknown because I was never informed who was clicking the phone on and off while I was in an important call. I do remember my mom talking on the phone and saying . .to the unknown person . .I'll be off in a few minutes .. . please hang up the phone. I had been instructed to not say anything like that but rather give the unknown people use of the line when I heard the clicking begin.
Once I became a young teen and began to entertain my friends on the phone things got more serious and since the phone was still firmly attached to the wall I would face the wall and wear a hooded robe to ensure some privacy. Our phone was located in the center of the house and I don't recall ever been given the option of privacy.
(by the way .. I made that gorgeous hooded robe. . .what ever possessed me to buy that hideous fabric I'll never know).
The conversations went from long to very long. They were both exhausting and exhilarating. My parents had no problem with me having dates on the phone since I think they found the conversations entertaining to say the least.
We perfected those phone conversations over the four and a bit years that we dated.
Looking closely at the picture now .. . I believe I'm wearing Seafarer jeans and I actually think that pink top is quite cute too. Hmm .. .and not to toot my own horn .. .but I would like to point out that the back of my arms look quite slender and without any wings at all.
I must have still been in high school since I see I had a pen in my back pocket. Obviously I was taking a much needed break from home work.
These days, I'm blessed with a cordless phone.
No longer tied to the wall, I'm happy to pay for all the phone services that our phone company offers. Call display keeps the unwanted salesmen at bay, call alert allows me to monitor incoming
business social calls and thereby keeping me organized .
The automatic answering service gives me immediate important info if one of my friends wasn't able to reach me on my cell while I was out.
I have learned the art of doing most domestic things while having the best chats ever.
There is very little I am restricted from doing while talking on the phone.
We still live in the country and running across the street isn't a quick option .. . so I've memorized the essential home and work numbers of my confidants. I can dial some of those numbers quicker than speed dial.
What would I have done without my closest phone companions over the years is nearly mind bloggling. We've shared our hearts, worked out our differences, called day and night with the best possible or worst possible news and sometimes just whittled away at a boring day.
Writing a post while having a phone conversation still poses a challenge and I think I may sound a bit distracted and my friends can likely hear the clicking .. .so I try to keep my blogging separate from phoning.
Oh and by the way .. .to the wedding .. .I wore the purple coat with the purple strappy sandals.
Have a wonderful day my friends,
my knee is feeling quite well this morning,
my pedometer is firmly attached . ..
and I'm off for my walk ..