As you may know, doing anything for 21 days will turn it into a habit. If you start smoking and continue to smoke for 21 days, congrats, you just acquired a really bad habit. If you exercise for 21 straight days, congrats, chances are you’re going to miss working out if you stop. It’s been no different living with my iPhone for 21 days. Those of you who know me well may know that I swap out more phones during the month than a high-class prostitute working tricks on a Saturday night. I confess, during the last 21 days with my iPhone, I never once had the urge to even flirt with another mobile phone, never mind stray from the Apple. Honest to god.

So how did I celebrate our anniversary together? I took my iPhone to Hawaii (check out our visit to Anchorage, Alaska). On the way back, I managed to get my iPhone into the flight deck for an exclusive photo — it wants to say “good morning” to everyone at 36,000 feet.

Like most relationships, mine had a bumpy start. The first two day with my iPhone I barely made it to first base, due to activation problems with AT&T. Then there were the battery issues where it wouldn’t hold charge. Again, like any relationship worth working on, we went to see a shrink; well, in this case I took my iPhone to see some dude at the Genius Bar. It turns out, the problem wasn’t me (thank goodness!) This is where it takes a turn from real life: you can’t simply exchange your mate for a new one when something goes wrong in a relationship. However, my relationship with the iPhone is unique in that I was able to — twice! Like the old saying goes, third time’s the charm.

Through thick and thin, I love you iPhone… or at least until your 3G cousin arrives on the scene!