I work with a fanstastic group of kids. Sometimes they annoy the poop out of me, and they get me in trouble for things they shouldn't do. But they are a great kids who are kind, caring, and work hard.
And give fantastic Christmas presents. This was last years's present. Year before? Massage. Year before that? A warm fuzzy coat.
I've been having iphone envy for a while, and they knew it. A couple of them decided that should be my present this year, and collected money and got Bobby involved to get the phone.
This is what I have now for a cell phone.
I'm loving it and scared to death of it at the same time!