The Days of Wine and Roses are definitely OVER between me and my new iPhone (w/AT&T).

I was so taken in the beginning with its glitz, the bells and whistles, the fact that it knew so much about me — even the way it FELT in my hands. Not to mention it always looked good and lasted forever (I was a Palm Centro/Sprint girl at the time; maybe that explains the initial mind-blowing infatuation?). Now I’d just be happy if my new “smartphone” followed through on TEN PERCENT of his puerile pillow promises.

2011