My lone comment on the Apple iPad is here at my Her Nashville blog.

Sorry, folks. It’s not pithy, just the truth. I was listening to Joe and Dave chat about the iPad over beer this weekend; I think they are right: we’ll need to get our hands on it before we can really talk about what we think it’s gonna change/kill/replace/enhance/improve. Until we’ve experienced it first-hand, it’s all just talk. Read More…

It’s not the touchscreen that excites me. Not the custom apps and intuitive navigation that thrills and delights me – oh, no. It’s my photo emailing, instant communicating, iPhone wielding Granny.

She’s always been a cell phone gal (and an Apple product gal, for that matter), but the iPhone really has hit home with her. Now, I can say things like “Hi Granny!,” “I love you” or “When do you turn 75?” any time day or night and receive a hilarious message back within minutes. Because she literally wears the phone around her neck. Seriously. In a pouch thing.

This weekend I needed to know, very quickly, what size jacket my grampa wears. I texted the question. The answer, not 30 seconds later: XL. The result, grampa gets a Northface jacket. Everyone’s happy.

Today, she texts me that hubby’s Christmas gift came in. (Hey Dave, your gift is in!). Oh, AND she loves me.

Sure, you can text from any phone. But the iPhone is freakishly easy to navigate, the buttons are big AND you can play bingo on it. It’s an senior geek’s dream, which is why she enjoys it so.

So thanks, Steve Jobs. I’m totally loving my Texting Granny 2000. The ability to constantly communicate with my Granny is just too cool for words.

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