Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Hey! Give me my iPhone back! Tips to outsmarting phone thieves

If you’ve ever lost your phone, you know that stomach-sinking feeling. Thick, heavy waves of angst wash over you. Palms sweat, your heart pounds and that flutter of panic threatens to erupt like an angry volcano.

Forget about Facebook. Your bank account is on that phone!

Email, contacts (when’s the last time you memorized a phone number)? Essentially, your life is on that little gadget you carry in your pocket, purse, or if you’re like my sister, your bra.

If that little gadget goes missing, there are tools to help you find it, but you have to be smarter than the crook — and sometimes technology itself.

Over the weekend my mother and I discovered her phone was not where she last left it, which by the way was the hood of her car out in Podunk, Arkansas, while we were on a wild plant dig-up expedition. We've taken lots of adventures. Some we can talk about. Others, not so much. We left Saturday's expedition with plants in tow, but not her phone.

Oops.

The first thing we did when we realized the phone was missing was try and locate it using Find My iPhone. But that setting had been disabled. “Device not found” is the message that came back.
Sounds sketchy, huh? We thought so too. But all hope was not lost.

Years ago, my mother and I connected on Google Latitude, which tracks and displays your location with people you invite. Mom rides a Harley, and I wanted to keep tabs on her when she’s out and about on long rides — especially alone. Since the Find My iPhone setting was disabled on her phone, we looked at Google Latitude. Her phone was seven miles away — so off we went — albeit hesitantly.

Two dirty, disheveled women on a mission to get a phone. What would people think when we started knocking on doors? There was only one way to know.

Driving down a long stretch of gravel road, we pull into the driveway of a home with big barking dogs, chickens, goats and cars — some working, some not.

Never mind the big Mastiff leering at me, my mom’s phone was missing! And Google Latitude said it was at that house. I hop out of the truck and open the gate. I was going in! But then out comes this guy. He was big. I am not, but I was armed with determination.

I didn’t know whether to be firm or put on the charm. I tried a mix of both. He was helpful, but he did not have the phone. Or at least that’s what he said. We had no way of knowing.

He told us about a few of his neighbors. After knocking on a few more doors, and dodging a feisty little dog that had his eye — and almost his teeth — on my ankles, we got a tip that led us six miles away to look for a lady who worked at the Dollar General store.

Long story short, that lady at the Dollar General store knew who had the phone. It was her nephew. She made a phone call and told the people we had GPS tracking on the phone and knew where it was. (Close enough, at least.)

She sent us back down the road to where we just were to another home we had not visited. Apparently Google Latitude’s location is not exact. It was off by about a quarter mile.

Phone and cigarette in hand, a woman came out and returned the phone. She wasn’t very chatty. And we didn’t ask questions. We were just happy to get the phone back — and grateful to the lady who admitted knowing who had the phone.

Lessons learned

Set short time increments for passcode. While my mother had a passcode set for her phone, whoever found it accessed it prior to the phone locking. Mom has since changed the passcode lock from an hour to 15 minutes. Once you set the passcode, if you (or someone else) wants to change the amount of time when the phone is set to lock, you need the passcode, making it more difficult for the average thug off the street to manipulate your phone.

Erase data after failed attempts. You can set your phone to erase all its data off after 10 failed passcode attempts. If you have children who use your phone frequently and have trouble remember the passcode (or if you operate your phone while intoxicated), this option may not be a good idea for you.

Disable ability to delete apps. Having Google Latitude or other tracking apps downloaded on your phone will do you no good if the person in possession of your phone can delete the app. Disable the ability to delete apps by going to Settings > General > Restrictions > Turn off “Deleting Apps.”

While it may be true we rely entirely too much on our gadgets, they can sometimes provide us with the opportunity for a little adventure. And I’m always up for an adventure.


Previously posted on fox4kc.com, where I bang out stories whilst chained to my desk next to a big window that taunts me on nice weather days.

Friday, January 18, 2013

Wait! Who just stole my spotlight!?

"If you wanna steal my show, I'll sit back and watch you go.

If you got something to say, go on and take it away."


Those are lyrics from Toby Mac's "Steal My Show," featured in the YouTube video below.

The first time I heard this song I was driving, my thumbs tapping. As the chorus played again, I started thinking. 

So many times we try to do things ourselves. We try to move mountains and jump over impossibly high hurdles. We attempt to achieve the impossible on our own. And fail.

Or we succeed and are left feeling empty.

It doesn't have to be that way. 

When I consider letting God "steal my show," I think about how much better my "performance" would be -- in everything. However, God would never steal anything from us. He's a gentlemen -- a friend reminded me of that this week. Our Heavenly Father would never force His way on us. He gives us the choice. He gives us free will to decide: let Him work in our lives -- or not.

For myself, I've found that when I've given God room to move and breathe in my life, I have more peace. That's not to say things don't get convoluted and difficult. I'm pretty good at throwing a monkey wrench into things from time to time, but fortunately God is more than a gentlemen. He's our Abba, our Daddy, who wipes up spilled milk, cleans our tear-stained faces and dusts off dirty our britches when we fall. 

What a relief!

Still, I think I would be responsible for fewer milk messes if I invited God to steal my show -- all day. Every day. Besides, sharing the spotlight with Him -- no, GIVING the spotlight to Him takes the pressure off. And I don't need anymore pressure! :)

If you haven't yet, listen to Toby Mac's song. It's a good one!


Sunday, December 2, 2012

Confessions of a Discontented Attitude and its Fix


Words of truth that jumped off the page and landed here on my neglected blog. It's a literary revival -- of sorts. Hope they inspire you, too!

"Do the best you can with what you have where you are.
Success is not circumstantial. We usually focus on what we're doing or where we're going, but God's primary concern is who we're becoming in the process." -Mark Batterson, "The Circle Maker"

It reminds me of Luke 16:10 -- "Whoever can be trusted with very little can also be trusted with much."

Confession: A spirit of discontentment has come over me in recent weeks and I find myself frustrated, irritated and, frankly, quite unlikeable! I don't like how I've let circumstances get the better of me, causing me to compromise my generally cheerful attitude. Lately, it stinks!

A friend of mine recently said she was challenged to consider her spiritual aroma. Sounds a bit cheesy, but if you ponder it for just a moment, you begin to think about how your attitude influences others. 

Are you leaving a positive, lasting impression or are you stinking up the place with negativity?

Lately, I've been guilty of the latter, but that doesn't mean it has to continue. I don't have to let my circumstances create who I become. It's my reaction to undesirable situations that builds good character -- and I want good character! 

Don't you? 

So as difficult as it is, let's take on the challenge to be faithful in the small things, to clothe ourselves in compassion and patience and choose to be unaffected by the trivial things that try and trip us up.  

And remember that life isn't so much about "doing" as it is "being." 

Let's go be awesome!

xo

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

New iPhone Cover Acts as Mini Wallet Too!


I admit it. I’m addicted to my iPhone. It’s like having a tiny computer in the palm of my hand. Breaking news, Facebook, Twitter, email – it’s all on this delightful little device that’s glued to my hand 24/7. It’s awesome.

So while I can’t go without my iPhone, I don’t mind ditching my purse (I hate that word, really). The only problem is I have to have my debit card, my ID and some cash to function like any normal adult. My wallet is too bulky and I don’t always have pockets, so I’m a slave to toting around stuff I don’t really want or need i.e. insurance cards, rewards cards, business cards.

Until now! 

I recently stumbled across a snazzy little iPhone cover that actually functions as a mini wallet too. I used it for the first time when I took a trip to St. Louis. I left my purse in the hotel and took the city by storm armed only with my iPhone. And one word came to mind: Freedom!

I wasn’t bogged down by a heavy purse. I never had to dig for my wallet, phone or keys. It was super easy to just run around with the essentials: iPhone, cash, keys, my debit card and ID. (Of course, the keys were stowed safely in my pocket.)

I was a little leery about how secure my ID and debit card would be, but they stayed safely snug inside the iPhone cover and were easy to remove when I needed them. I’ve tried to use other iPhone cases to store my debit card and ID, but the cases weren’t made for such use. It was cumbersome having to completely remove the phone from the case just to get to my cards. Not so with my new iPhone cover. It’s actually made for that very purpose. And I love it!

The only thing is, it doesn’t come in polka dots -– only in colors white, black, pink and teal. In addition, the price is a little steep ($39.99), but with its awesome functionality, I can justify the cost. 

Because of this new iPhone cover, I don’t know if I’ll ever carry a purse again. Freedom! :)

Purchase your own through Amazon or through CM4.com.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Bang-up Blog on Bad Bangs

I’m currently recovering from the injustice of a terrible bang trim — and by terrible I mean super short and crooked.
A few days after my encounter with a scissor-happy stylist, a colleague, in the throws of an emotional meltdown, called me to lament about her own terrible trim. After she regained her composure, she took matters into her own hands and got hair guru Joey Figueiredo to come on FOX 4′s Morning Show to share some tips on communicating with your stylist. I’m pretty sure this was her way of coping.
As for my method of coping, I stood over my bathroom sink, scissors in hand, and started cutting. My experience with hair trimming is limited, but desperate times called for desperate measures. I won’t bore you with the details of my meticulous efforts to fix my hair, but after several attempts, I eventually managed to craft something I could live with — for the next four to six weeks.
Only now I look like I did in high school. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind looking a few years younger, but it brings back all those memories of awkwardness and teen-aged angst — you know what I’m talking about. Who wants to relive THAT?
Not me.
So while my hair is “acceptable” for now, I continue to play with different styles that don’t remind me of my high school days. Barrettes. Ponytails. Headbands.
But there’s this problem.
It’s called my forehead.
In high school, a few ornery classmates (you guys know who I’m talking about!) literally called me “forehead” because I apparently have a large one. Years later, I learned Tyra Banks says she has a “fivehead” because hers is so large.
But I digress.
Because of this inferiority complex with my forehead, I’ve come to the conclusion that, for now, I can only wear my bangs down (hello, high school!) or semi-parted like I typically prefer, but that requires more hairspray than the ozone can currently handle.
So, I’ve done what any red-blooded American girl would do.
I’ve shoved a hat on my head.

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