Thursday, January 26, 2012
The Day My Phone Got Dropped in the Toidie, By Elise Haynes
I'm too pooped [rimshot!] to tell the whole story, but suffice it to say that my phone got dropped into an unflushed toilet. And then wiped clean and placed back in my purse by an incredibly penitent four-year-old.
Fortunately for me, I selected my husband based on his expertise in two areas--pyrotechnics and fixing phones that have been dropped into sewage water. He put my phone into a Ziploc bag of rice, which will supposedly draw the moisture out of the phone. (I would've thought this was a job for the jasmine rice--it's kind of Asian, Asians make electronics. DJ went with the long grain white rice. He's the expert, I guess.)
Pray for my phone, guys. I need it to see all of the stuff on Pinterest that I could do if I didn't spend all of my time on Pinterest.