Last evening, my 20-yr-old daughter and I decided to have a girls night out. We went to the movies and saw, "The Time Traveler's Wife". It was good. Strange... but good.
She spent most of the time texting.
Before the movie, we stopped in at Krystal's to get a bite to eat.
She spent most of the time texting there as well.
It got so bad that I jokingly stated I felt like the third wheel. She laughed.
I swear, that girl can multi-task like no body's business. I tried warning her about the dangers of driving while inTEXTicated.
She said, "I know mom. I'm careful."
Okay, what about the dangers of driving while texting, while searching for your favorite iPod tune, while looking through your purse for your chapstick, while adjusting the rear-view mirror....
Need I go on?
I was relieved when she threw me the keys after the movie and asked, "Mom, would you drive?" I gladly replied, "Sure!"... but I don't think she heard me. She was texting.