There Was Some Splanin' to Do

Apparently one very sound reason for a single parent to give their teen an iPhone is that Apple allows that parent to track said teen. Tim knew where Jack was on the night of the storm and the next day when he decided to not show up for school. He and Jack went out to have a man-to-man over some bubble tea and pepper poppers. I'm not sure how that went down, but Jack has not left the apartment since Tim brought him home. I assume that it has been handled. It would have been of great value to me if that technology was available when I was a single mom of teenage boys. I'm very happy that it is available to Tim.

Speaking of useful technology, I am on the patio awaiting a grocery order to arrive. I know this is a luxury, but it beats having to lug groceries up two flights of stairs. I try not to feel spoiled and entitled by reminding myself that my grandmother had her groceries delivered on a regular basis. The downside is that the avocados I ordered came green and hard as a rock, and they keep substituting my lemon seltzer water for strange flavors like strawberry lime. But overall, I am pleased with the service and don't mind paying a small fee to enjoy it. Besides, it keeps me from having to drive here, and these folks are some crazy drivers. 

UPDATE:

My groceries came, but I also got someone else's groceries to boot. I called the store to report the mistake, but they told me that they couldn't retrieve them after they'd been delivered. So, we have been blessed with someone's dinner: steak and hamburgers and salad...What a boon.