To text is an every-so-often thing for me. For the most part, my texts are to and from the Boy. The iPhone stores the most recent text, or received text at the top – making that number [...]]]>

If you have the iPhone, then you might have this problem, or it might just be me…

To text is an every-so-often thing for me. For the most part, my texts are to and from the Boy. The iPhone stores the most recent text, or received text at the top – making that number easily accessible – the Boy is my easy access . Once in awhile I get a text from friends and family. If I’m busy, I may forget to delete their message – leaving their number in the number one spot. Because of this, I’ve text…

a co-worker – “Goodnight puppy.”
a friend – “Goodnight lover.”
a friend – “I love you.”
my sister – “Whatcha wearing?”
a co-worker – “I miss you.”
a co-worker – “Kisses.”
a co-worker – “I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”

The most embarrassing would be to the Nephew. He was in class when his phone went off. He looked at it thinking, “WTF.” He then showed his friend and said, “Do you think she meant to send this to me?” I then receive a text back saying, “haha wrong person.” I quickly respond, “OMG sorry =p.” Luckily it wasn’t the “Whatcha wearing?”, but still humiliating – I text, “Miss you sexy.”