So I have been on Face Time twice in my life and both were freak accidents. The first time H pressed the wrong button and Uncle Kenny popped up in our living room. It was crazy. I ended up getting a tour of Laguna Beach.
The second time I was on the phone with my good friend, Jennifer Sikes, and we were just chatting like in the olden days, when two people listened to each other's voices. Then somehow, my ear pressed a button and Bam! I am breastfeeding Jen's newborn.
Well sort of. Jennifer was in fact in the middle of breastfeeding, and neither one of us were prepared for our live high definition tv chat, but of course we are great friends so after a frantic couple of moments "checking" various things (teeth, background, nudity, etc), we got a good laugh about all of that craziness and then yes immediately started inspecting the inside of our nostrils with the camera. What can I say? We are very mature.
But it is the Cogswell Cogs in The Jetsons, Bloggy.
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