tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post2467193955358756723..comments2023-09-25T02:17:01.787-07:00Comments on Bar Mitzvahzilla: Miss Yakity YakLinda Pressmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01809808676659629555noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-8990554316417305432010-07-31T21:58:29.399-07:002010-07-31T21:58:29.399-07:00Eva, I just wish she'd ask me for the topics B...Eva, I just wish she'd ask me for the topics BEFORE she gets on the phone! Then I could write a list for her! But it's kind of panicky, having having her run after me in the house and knowing there's already a lull in the conversation!Linda Pressmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01809808676659629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-73566228151596514662010-07-30T14:03:43.690-07:002010-07-30T14:03:43.690-07:00With my 14 year old, it is texting and / or puttin...With my 14 year old, it is texting and / or putting her cell on speaker. She and her friends will sit and watch favorite shows like that - just texting and conference calling - acting like they're in the same room (and, keep in mind, they probably JUST saw eachother). She is off to camp in a few days.... and - yep - no phones there - have to turn all cell phones in, so... withdrawal? :-)Sherrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08600904912151877914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-37038405962733692132010-07-29T10:42:21.600-07:002010-07-29T10:42:21.600-07:00This is too funny! I laughed that she had to come ...This is too funny! I laughed that she had to come ask you for ideas of what to talk about. And her love of the phone will only grow. Oh my. You have some long teenage years ahead of you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-49829876407606536432010-07-28T17:00:51.956-07:002010-07-28T17:00:51.956-07:00Purple cow, my son got a couple lessons in letter ...Purple cow, my son got a couple lessons in letter writing. He had to write a gazillion thank you no yes for his Bar Mitzvah and, when he was at camp last summer he wrote endless pleas to my husband and me to come get him! Good writing experience!<br /><br />Red shoes, thanks for visiting. In some seasons Scottsdale is ideal. Not now, of course...Linda Pressmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01809808676659629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-40822451253046741872010-07-28T16:52:55.320-07:002010-07-28T16:52:55.320-07:00Chris, no phone! You get the award for phone depri...Chris, no phone! You get the award for phone deprivation! Love the strategic use of the phone battery to end phone calls! Smart...<br /><br />Stacia, no sharing of the phone? No multiple interruptions of that first phone call from a boy by all your siblings! Wow!Linda Pressmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01809808676659629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-67207327583641165432010-07-28T16:46:10.614-07:002010-07-28T16:46:10.614-07:00Amber, you will be a good role model to your kids ...Amber, you will be a good role model to your kids by not sitting on the phone too long (the computer's another thing, right?) I can't say I'm the same way. I don't take cell phone falls when I'm with them but when I get home I normally have a few calls to make, friendships to keep up that depend on actual conversations! They hate this. The sound of me starting a phone call is like a clarion call to them to come sit on my head where ever I'm at and interrupt me!Linda Pressmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01809808676659629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-38651116000496775772010-07-28T16:41:09.040-07:002010-07-28T16:41:09.040-07:00Michelle, how do kids even live without phony phon...Michelle, how do kids even live without phony phone calls? So much of my young love life was built on making them and getting them! Now Sven if someone hung up and didn't register on caller ID of course you'd assume it was a solicitor! No fun at all!<br /><br />Bruce, your "code" with your friend reminded me of how grown up I felt when I first used the phone with my best friend in Skokie. I never had to hide anything from my mom, mainly because she wasn't really paying attention, but her mom listened to every word! Having a code rings a bell!Linda Pressmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01809808676659629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-36103844629849010142010-07-28T16:30:32.035-07:002010-07-28T16:30:32.035-07:00Lisa, I totally forgot about the annoyance of sibl...Lisa, I totally forgot about the annoyance of siblings picking up the extensions to pressure the person on the phone to get off! I swear I could tell from the breathing which of my sisters it was each time!<br /><br />Jennifer, that's so funny! My friend who lived across the street from me would call me because we just HAD to get phone calls, even though we could have yelled out our windows at each other!Linda Pressmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01809808676659629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-28744957656695894832010-07-27T13:51:51.266-07:002010-07-27T13:51:51.266-07:00Scottsdale? COOL!! I'm hoping to head out that...Scottsdale? COOL!! I'm hoping to head out that way when summer semester is over... I need a break before the Fall semester starts... and I'm thinking a healthy dose of AZ and NM would work just right!!!<br /><br />Found you through Robin...<br /><br />Some day, those phonin' textin' little ones are going to be gone... :o( and out on their own...<br /><br />~shoes~Red Shoeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01919277206516592912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-58177108710593992512010-07-25T23:47:25.754-07:002010-07-25T23:47:25.754-07:00From the comments I have read I think we should co...From the comments I have read I think we should consider ourselves lucky when our kids hog the phone like the "good old days" rather than text, e-mail or FB! Now that I think of it some good old fashioned letter-writing would be good too...but I guess I'm asking for too much.Purple Cowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11016727639028322093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-73469456724880425322010-07-25T21:53:34.392-07:002010-07-25T21:53:34.392-07:00Robin, love that your mom was trying to call you a...Robin, love that your mom was trying to call you and couldn't get through! my mom, I swear, never left our house and was hooked up to our phone like a respirator, so no problem like that around our place!<br /><br />Feefifoto, so funny that an actual phone call is beyond the pale now! Although I think of how anxiety ridden my teen years were waiting for guys to call and I guess I'm a little jealous. How much easier would it have been to only have to text?Linda Pressmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01809808676659629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-78595844193492006252010-07-25T21:48:14.373-07:002010-07-25T21:48:14.373-07:00Purple Cow, you reminded me of my days in junior h...Purple Cow, you reminded me of my days in junior high when my friends and i would endlessly rehash conversations and events for hours on the phone. Thank goodness that ended decades ago!<br /><br />BLW, boys. I swear. I just watched my son mass-text his entire eight grade class from his old school. I can't imagine even knowing how to do that! And, just for once, I'd love to see him on an actual phone call.Linda Pressmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01809808676659629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-90545122746830848952010-07-25T21:15:38.101-07:002010-07-25T21:15:38.101-07:00Leslie, I know, technology's insane. One time ...Leslie, I know, technology's insane. One time there were two teens in my foyer texting each other while they were standing there instead of talking!<br /><br />Nicki, some guys just aren't the chatty type, right? To this day, my husband's a real dud in this department but once in a while he'll text me a love note. Yea technology!Linda Pressmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01809808676659629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-54746543837891039322010-07-25T21:08:37.049-07:002010-07-25T21:08:37.049-07:00Corinne, it is funny to think back to those days o...Corinne, it is funny to think back to those days of vying for the phone line, especially now that most of us have multiple phones!<br /><br />Lisa, you're right, the "eavesdropability" so to speak, of at least half a conversation can give us a barometer into our kids' lives. Without it, texting clicks don't cut it!Linda Pressmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01809808676659629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-26889596255044622542010-07-25T21:03:31.490-07:002010-07-25T21:03:31.490-07:00Karen, for awhile there my daughter and her friend...Karen, for awhile there my daughter and her friend were only texting but then suddenly they seemed to discover the appeal of the ringing phone. I'm glad to see that a ringing phone still can mean something!Linda Pressmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01809808676659629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-31984940308939856522010-07-25T20:58:09.015-07:002010-07-25T20:58:09.015-07:00TKW, breathing into the phone! :) and, oh my, I fo...TKW, breathing into the phone! :) and, oh my, I forgot the stalking ability of little girls, calling over and over and over! I must have inherited my phone chattiness from my mother!Linda Pressmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01809808676659629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-22280742324292479052010-07-25T14:29:27.837-07:002010-07-25T14:29:27.837-07:00I'm an only child. The phone was mine, all min...I'm an only child. The phone was mine, all mine. =><br /><br />I still remember my first phone conversation with <i>a boy</i> ... sweet little fifth-grade Timothy. Sigh.Staciahttp://myfluffybunnies.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-17034562230455928592010-07-25T01:55:46.882-07:002010-07-25T01:55:46.882-07:00oh, I didn't mention that we didn't have a...oh, I didn't mention that we didn't have a phone at that age...lol. How sad is that? Not very.<br />Yes, no phone. My mom couldn't afford it.Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13708815560712267698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-994042373553686782010-07-25T01:52:55.157-07:002010-07-25T01:52:55.157-07:00My daughter calls her best friend and they stop ta...My daughter calls her best friend and they stop talking when the battery runs out. It will go for about one hour to one and a half hours before dieing. It's handy.<br />It also runs out when I am talking (or should I say I am getting talked to) by my mil..<br />Then I have to say "OH, the battery is getting low".<br />I know I should replace this battery...but I love my phone battery. lolol.Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13708815560712267698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-31299390693382087912010-07-24T08:48:17.618-07:002010-07-24T08:48:17.618-07:00Haha! I've never been much of a phone person. ...Haha! I've never been much of a phone person. If I am done talking, I am done talking. You know? The last time I talked longer than 10 minutes on the phone was when my mother called and we had something important to discuss. Otherwise, I keep phone conversations limited to 3 minutes.amber_mtmchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17871256362646081536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-51666321829091269642010-07-23T22:20:11.022-07:002010-07-23T22:20:11.022-07:00I remember extremely long talks with my best frien...I remember extremely long talks with my best friend when we were around eleven, and our code "did you get any mail today" to mean a grown-up had just walked in the room and so this explained why you couldn't say anything private. Of course we were so young I can't remember anything that could have actually been worth concealing.<br /><br />It sounds to me like they have a great true friendship. All my boys' collective phone talk for the last thirteen and sixteen years combined adds up to less than your daughter's one recent call.Privilege of Parentinghttp://www.privilegeofparenting.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-41217966785690498432010-07-23T21:52:52.738-07:002010-07-23T21:52:52.738-07:00Is it wrong for me to long for the old days of lan...Is it wrong for me to long for the old days of land lines and kids talking on the phone? By the time my girls were talking on the phone, they had cell phones, My Space and FaceBook. Your posting has made me wax nostalgic for my youth, my middle school days of talking or not to my "boyfriend" and yapping forever with girlfriends. I also remember the days before caller ID when I would call my high school boyfriend and then hang up when he answered. Thanks for the memories.Michelle Zivehttp://www.michellezive.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-34449596163495495272010-07-23T19:57:46.784-07:002010-07-23T19:57:46.784-07:00I can't stop laughing! This is hilarious! I ...I can't stop laughing! This is hilarious! I remember myself at about 12 lying on my parents' bed talking to my best friend. We too ran out of stuff to say, afterall we had just spent all day together at school, it doesn't take long to cover the ten minute ride home. So, we invented a game, we would grab random things and make noise with it and the other would have to guess what it was. That is, until my mother realized I was playing on the phone and I got in really big trouble and had to get off. That was our only phone line too, and about a year later, for my birthday, I got my own phone line. I thought I was lucky, but I think my parents just wanted the phone back.Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13882744458676551462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-66245233113250519802010-07-23T17:11:51.080-07:002010-07-23T17:11:51.080-07:00Our kids are texters, too. It's been ages sin...Our kids are texters, too. It's been ages since they saw me on the phone so there you go.<br /><br />Your descriptions of the family phone of the past made me howl. So many memories. We had 2 extensions. The one in the kitchen with the stretched out cord and the one in my parent's bedroom. Oh the way we used to annoy each other by picking up the other extension!<br /><br />And I remember dialing the time and temperature number and pretending to talk to my mom at work to get my brother to stop doing whatever it was he was doing to bother me.<br /><br />Thanks for the reminder of the fun times!lisahgoldenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11158660223296807317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156821579309080273.post-85930813028999722842010-07-23T15:20:32.603-07:002010-07-23T15:20:32.603-07:00Just the opposite, actually. My son was complaini...Just the opposite, actually. My son was complaining that the girl he was crushing on was ground so she had no IM, no Facebook, no texting. When I asked why he didn't just talk to her on the phone his eyes rolled back in his head so far that he fell over. Maybe it's a boy thing.feefifotohttp://blog.feefifoto.comnoreply@blogger.com