I have a Mac computer.
I have an iPhone.
I have a mac website, mobileme, iworks, and all other kinds of cool mac things.
I am a Mac.
Husband has a Mac computer.
Husband has an iPhone.
We are a Mac family.
SIL & SIL got back from the Mac store on Sunday after having spent an obscene amount of money on a MacBook Air, mobile me, an iPhone, and a vast assortment of other Mac goodies.
She has been mac-i-fied.
Mom, being very impressed with SIL's new abilities, takes me to the Mac store. She walks out with an iPhone, an iPad, a Mac desktop, and all kinds of Mac-a-roons.
Really, I should get a t-shirt.