My poor cell phone. It is seeing the end of it's life. After just a few months. Madness I tell you, madness. At the bank today, I slipped and fell on a patch of ice that looked like a puddle. It was a little more solid and slippery than one, though. I fell flat on my back, and it kind of reminded me of that old scene from Home Alone. Except without me crashing into a bunch of paint cans. My back is a little sore, but my cell phone took the biggest beating. The antennae was completely gutted. Ripped out of the top. And the phone was cracked where it had been broken. I think I am getting a new one, but I don't know. Will keep you updated.