Email Me

I have a little routine with shy kids while shaking hands with their parents at church. Some kids are kind of skittish and hide behind their parents. So I'll try to coax them out, "Will you shake my hand? Or give me a high-five? Or wave? Email?" It doesn't normally work but it might get a giggle out of the parent.

Well, if email represents the least intrusive and most detached end of the communication spectrum, then I've reached a new low in communicating with my wife. Moments ago, we were each sitting at our own computers, not fifteen feet apart. Shannon says, "I found a bookshelf for sale on craigslist that I want you to see. Here, I'll email it to you."

We were fifteen feet away from each other! I could both see and hear her! And I let her email me!

And then I blogged about it. We need help.