So allow me to introduce you to my little friend . . .

This is my new phone. It is the LG EnV Touch. It is pretty. It is shiny. It completes me. I don't know how I lived without it.

You wanna know my favorite feature? The GPS navigation. I got this phone 2 days before my journey to Utah and then onward to Idaho. I get lost going to places that I have been 20 times before. I get lost in Walmart. So having GPS navigation on a 17 hour (one way) drive in a storm might be a good idea. So I bonded with this GPS Navigation. I named her Dolores, because:

A.) I feel better talking back to the GPS when it has a name and

B.) Because I think she sounds like a very polite older woman

Dolores and I pretty much got along, and because I know nothing I trusted her when she told me where to go. Until I got to my hotel in Provo. Then she had me circling my hotel. I literally kept going around in circles around the same square mile because she didn't tell me when to turn in. And I could see the hotel from the road. So I started arguing back and explaining to Dolores that if I turned, I would be at the hotel. She didn't care for that so when I did turn in, she very calmly stated,

"Make the next legal U-tun."

That was her very passive aggressive way of saying,

"What the hell?!"

I did find out one small little quirk of Dolores. She is a little too polite and won't interrupt. So, when I'm on the phone and I should be turning, she doesn't but in. She just lets me jabber on about ice and the ice on the roads and my impending death because of the ice on the roads. She didn't even think to clear her throat and say,

" You know Chelsie, sorry to interupt and everything, but if you don't exit onto the 202 highway right now then you are going to be stuck on your current highway for approximately 300 miles. Which, you know, means you are going to be going WAY off track. Just sayin'."

Nope. She just stays quiet and allows me to make stupid mistakes without making any noise. We got into a heated discussion after I finished my phone conversation and realized what she had done. She didn't understand my rationale that I would prefer her to interrupt and give me a heads up than to let me waste more time and gas. We stopped speaking for awhile. Which was difficult for me because I had no idea where to go. It made for a very awkward car ride.