Envy is a ba-a-a-d thing.

I got a new phone. A new cell phone. Or maybe I don't have to be that specific anymore. When you say you got a new phone these days I guess people assume that's what you're talking about.

My first cell phone was bolted to the console of the car with a huge battery in the trunk. It wasn't something you carried around and it was something you used only for business (my ex-husband) or for emergencies (me). It had a cord.

But I digress. Why did I get a new phone? Well, no good reason really. My daughter got a new phone. She was having fun setting up all the new cool things in it. So I guess I was having a little phone envy. She had a little itty bitty memory card, could send pictures in messages and play music like a Walkman.

So I got a new phone. It's cool. It has an itty bitty memory card, I can send pictures in messages and mine has a Walkman feature too.

Um ... why did I do this? All I really need is a phone I can call out on, receive calls in on, and maybe send a text or 2. That's about it. I suppose when I figure out how to use all the cool stuff in this phone I will like it just fine. But right now? I'm just confused.