Ugh.

We went ahead and got ourselves some fancy iphones this last year. We got such a screaming deal on them too---all because we opened up a new contract with the cell service provider. We use them for everything, even the kids play on them constantly. I can't tell you how many times my iphone saved my bacon in the store when Owen started acting up: "Here buddy, let's turn on a show!"

A few weeks ago tragedy struck. I dropped mine on a tile floor. It shattered. Even with the protective covering it had on....still shattered. And my world shattered. Ok not really, but I did realize how much I use the thing when I suddenly couldn't anymore.

In researching our options on what to do with it, I have discovered that it will cost more to fix the shattered screen then it did to buy the dang thing. And buying a whole new one without opening up a new contract has quadrupled the price of the iphone.

ANNOYED.

This is not my actual iphone...but the shattering on the screen looks exactly what mine looks like currently.

So I can still text and operate the most apps, but I can't make or take calls. But the worst thing is I can't take pictures--it was my camera while we save up for a nice one. Crap. Crap. Crap.

And you know from my last shameless post how much I like tip-of-the-finger-technology, so you know how much of a bummer this whole broken iphone thing really is.