Okay, okay I am crying, "Uncle!" Technology wins. I am crazy.

First it is the mirror that says, "Hey lady, you are getting old."

Then it is the many times I find myself saying things like, "I remember when kids could play safely outside and didn't come home until dinner. Or I remember when phones stayed inside and had wires connecting them to the wall." These "I remember when" statements remind me that I am getting old.

Now my strike 3 is technology. To my surprise I have discovered I have a "wall" where people can write me messages and that someone may have sent me a "thread."

In the world of Twittering, MySpace, Facebook, Texting and 3G iphones I find myself lost. I might as well be back in the corn maze with Jake. Just as I had to count on him to know the answers to the questions so we could maneuver our way through I now have to count on younger more tech savvy people to help me learn this new technology.

I was blogging before it became popular and I learned the value of e-mail when my son Tom went to Japan many years ago so I could communicate with him and his family despite the time difference. But beyond the basics I am lost.

I truly must be an antique. I still prefer a voicemail message over words typed on a screen. Until my son Jim corrected me I thought BFF was "Best Fat Friend." I thought that was rude. Now I understand it is Best Friends Forever, much nicer.

Life is an adventure and in 2009 I hope to explore some of the new ways technology plays into everyday life. Right now however though I say, "Uncle!" I am an old dog and it is going to take me a while to learn these new tricks.