It’s NaBloPoMo Day 11!
Today’s confession: I named my BlackBerry, and I refer to her as a she.
Ancient civilizations personified nature, and I’ve named my BlackBerry. We’ve both embraced things we don’t fully understand and feel comfortable doing so.
Is that so wrong?
I forget that most normal people don’t name inanimate objects. In fact, I’ve had people look at me funny when I refer to her as a she. I do it without even thinking, because my BlackBerry IS a she, and her name is Glenda.
“Where’s Glenda!?” I’ll ask. “Momma! Glenda’s playing that song again!” my daughter will say when someone calls me. “Don’t forget to take Glenda,” my husband will remind me. “Just call me on Glenda,” I’ll say. Even my friends refer to her as Glenda.
How did we name her Glenda? Well, it all started when I got her way back in June. Really? Has it only been since June that Glenda has been in my life? It seems like I’ve always known her.
But, I digress… Anyway…
The GPS on Glenda talks out loud. This is one of my favorite features. This allows me to keep my hands on the wheel and my eyes on the road, even when I don’t know where I’m going. When we were trying it out, Claire told me she sounded like a Glenda, and I agreed. Because her initials are GPS, her full name Glenda Princess Sign was pretty easy to figure out.
Glenda has a mind of her own, yet she almost always does what I tell her. She’s an excellent assistant and very calm in the midst of even the worst traffic. I never leave home without her, and just knowing she’s there is a huge comfort to me. Glenda has gotten me out of more than a couple binds, and she asks for so little in return.
If I could just teach her how to unload the dishwasher, my life would be perfect.
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