Any time we are around the grandkids, they ask to play with our iPhones, or now with Terry’s tablet. Leeya prefers mine because it has Internet capability whereas Terry can only get wifi on the phone and/or tablet.
Leeya has used my phone and computer since she was 18 months old so she is quite the pro. Judah is getting the hang of the devices and really enjoys the math game I have on mine. He has also liked the video apps.
They both like to take photos and sometimes I find about hundred images have been stored on my phone. Judah is hardly still long enough to get a clear picture, but Leeya is pretty good and some of the photos taken during spring break are share-worthy.
They love the faces Terry makes for them.
She also took one with her brother and Thomas the train.
Perhaps I should show her how to edit in Photoshop which I have on the phone.
I finally updated my iPhone to the latest IOS. 8.1.3
In doing so I find a bunch of new icons, on the screen, one being a cute heart called health. I clicked on it and found this:
My phone, without my knowledge, has been watching where I walk. It’s measuring my steps without my telling it to do this.
See that big spike that occured on Saturday? That’s when we went to a workshop in the mountains and I carried my phone every where, including three short hikes. Guess I should keep this gadget in my pocket at all times. Then I can accurately know how many steps I take.
Kay’s blog post about their new iPhone made me realize I have to make some decisions. I usually make decisions quickly and easily, and I certainly don’t sit around moaning and kvetching about what to do. Not with this decision. Oh, my.
I have had my iPhone for almost three years. I LOVE it, using it more as a computer than phone. I am not a fan of talking on the phone, whether land line or cellular. I do text quite a bit, using the iPhone, and I take lots of pictures with the camera. All of my photos from the computer are on the phone as well as all of my iTunes downloads. My granddaughter has been using my iPhone since she was 18 months old to play games and she too loves to look at the photos on it. Often she is reminded of something that has made her happy and she wants to revisit and redo. But, here’s the bad part–the phone is three years old and does not have the latest OS, nor can it be upgraded to the latest. Oh, my.
So, I need a new phone if I plan to keep my me mail account, which I certainly want to do. I want to have iCloud and keep all my Apple gadgets sinc’d. My MacBook Pro is quite capable of being upgraded to the new OS, which is now named Lion. So, what’s the hangup? I have very old versions of Adobe software on the computer–InDesign and PhotoShop. The old versions will not operate with the new OS. I love these applications and it will be very costly to replace them. Along with the cost of the new phone. Oh, my.
So, I sit here, being indecisive. Soon, though, I will make an appointment with my dear Apple genius and will go in to the Apple store and get my new phone and get it all sinc’d with my computer. Life will go on. I’ll let you know when that happens.
We still have a land-line phone in our house. It occasionally rings. There is an answering machine that almost always gets to the call before I can. If I am expecting someone to call, I will run like crazy to catch the call before the machine picks up because it is so screechy and annoying to have the machine pick up at the same time as me, the live answering machine.
Most evenings, though, when I am home, after a grueling day at school, I just sit and let the machine play through. Tonight, one of those evenings, the machine only got through half its spiel…”you have reached the Zody residence; please leave your….” Whoever was on the other end, and most likely not a live body but rather a robot, did not wait to hear all of my words.
There are few people I call and even fewer who call me. We use email (which I love). Even my new iPhone gets used very little for phone calls, but rather for internet (or 3G) technology. The world has changed. Having a phone that plugs in to the wall is pretty old fashioned.
I carry a small photo album of pictures of my granddaughter with me everywhere I go. All it takes is one mention of the new grand baby and I pull out the album.
I also have photos on my iPhone to show those who don’t mind handling a piece of technology. Older people, though, seem to frown on my iPhone pics and want printed ones to look at so I keep the album updated. However, some of the photos my daughter posts on her Facebook page are too small to send to the printer but do work in an electronic environment. Here is one of those pictures:
Because I am one of those grandmas that brags on my grandkid (I only have one), I just had to post this picture of Leeya. As you may have guessed, it is also the wallpaper picture on my iPhone right now.