Showing posts with label Texting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Texting. Show all posts

Monday

The Very Personal Details Of My Text Life



Today we're going to get a little personal.
We're going to address my text life.

But before we get into my own personal text life, I'll share some of my son Michael's text life.
Is that legal?
He's only thirteen...

Around here we have interesting text lives.  When I quizzed the other housewives before, I discovered this was truly a unique thing for my family.
Lucky me.

My son Michael shows his amazing communication skills through his text life.


Michael answers Aunt Becki's question with the obvious.
So helpful.

Communicating with Aunt Terri (that's a video of him blowing a raspberry at her)

We had a little talk about communicating with strangers when I saw this.
From me to Michael.
He never signed up.

I think we can all see why Michael's family members have quit trying to talk to him through texting.

Here are some snippets from my phone over the last two months.
I love telling the Doc how my day is going.
He always offers up encouragement.
And no, the poop was not mine.

I have no idea what these are about.

We're going to work on the Doc's Bible interpreting skills.

This is not from the House of Priss.
My friend and her husband communicate really well, too.

One of my many daily invitations.

Another version.

Apparently, Jacob had my phone for this one.

Sometimes the best response is no response.
This conversation ended here.
He says I'm no fun.
Also not from the House of Priss.
Hard to believe since it involves poo.
Too funny not to share.
Yup.
This text is from last week.
I stayed up and watched a movie I could care less about.
Thanks for the warning, Doc.

This one is my favorite.  It highlights a special moment in my life.
It shows that the Doc actually does know how to use a calendar.


And just so you know, I would never share these if they were serious.  
This is Doc's idea of funny.  
Not that he wouldn't take me up on it if I took him seriously.

Now it's your turn.

Does your special someone send you funny texts?


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Mrs. Priss

Communicating through iPhones like...

Tuesday

(Mis)Communication

One of the gals from the RHOK posted this on our Facebook page recently and I really had a chuckle over it.
Facebook has been way too fun for me.  It has made it too easy for me to share laughs with 800 of my closest friends over the past few years.  But are we really communicating with each other?

I have one friend who isn't allowed to be my Facebook friend because his wife has never met me.  I don't have a problem with that, but I find it odd since I never dated him and he lives 2000 miles away.  Either way, it works for them.  Or does it...
You see, the funny thing is that we talk to each other using Words With Friends.  This makes things complicated.
I wanted to tell my friend that I was having a fun girls trip to Vegas so I sent a message through our current game.  He had a little bit of trouble with it.

Since it has been 20 years or so since we hung out, it made sense that he didn't remember who my friend Leslie was.  Conversing by typing on my cell isn't my favorite so I tried to indicate that she was one of my best friends from high school by typing "bf."
You can see how that went over.

And then came the clarification and the AHA(!) moment.


I seriously recommend typing carefully.
This is how rumors get started.

And how was Vegas?
We didn't share a hooker, but we danced. And danced. And danced.
See our Ellen dance dare video?



Oh - and we hung out with the band and compared our matching boots, too.
Or maybe that was just me.
I just love musicians.


My name is Priss and I am a groupie.


Do you have any funny communication faux pas to share?

Mrs. Priss 

Who stayed out all night in Vegas like...

(who also remembered later that she's too old for this)

Monday

Communication

With advances in technology comes potential for greatness.
As a demonstration of this greatness, some of the housewives are sharing their favorite texts from their husbands.













This one is in training.
At the youthful age of twelve, he shows signs of future excellence in texting as well.
Don't you think?

Is it just us or is this what your phone looks like?
We really want to know!

~ Mrs. Priss

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