A green Christmas
No, not in the "no snow" sense. We have plenty of white stuff here in beautiful Canadia these days. I mean green, as in that green-eyed monster sort of green.
Yes, I have Ipod envy.
Grant's birthday is the week before Christmas and he always tells me sad stories about how he regularly got ripped off for his birthday. "Here," people would say "it's a lovely combination present!" He never got the proper fuss or attention he felt his birthday deserved. Sometimes people just forgot. Oops.
This year I decided to make his birthday a big deal. Birthdays are a big deal in my family and I wanted to make sure this one felt special to him. I made him birthday pancakes, we went to the hockey game where they announced his birthday to the crowd, I made him roast chicken and served apple pie with French Vanilla ice cream for dessert. And I gave him an Ipod Nano. Which made me cry.
Really. When we first installed iTunes, everything sounded like crap. But after I finished downloading fifty million updates to our laptop, gave up in frustration, cried a little, reinstalled the software and finally, listened as my older stepson became the voice of reason and calm, we got the imports to sound decent and Grant started copying music onto the little shiny black machine. And I realized: I don't have a lovely little machine to put my special music on, you know, the stuff Grant won't listen to. (Philistine that he is...)
I want my own!
White, please.
Yes, I have Ipod envy.
Grant's birthday is the week before Christmas and he always tells me sad stories about how he regularly got ripped off for his birthday. "Here," people would say "it's a lovely combination present!" He never got the proper fuss or attention he felt his birthday deserved. Sometimes people just forgot. Oops.
This year I decided to make his birthday a big deal. Birthdays are a big deal in my family and I wanted to make sure this one felt special to him. I made him birthday pancakes, we went to the hockey game where they announced his birthday to the crowd, I made him roast chicken and served apple pie with French Vanilla ice cream for dessert. And I gave him an Ipod Nano. Which made me cry.
Really. When we first installed iTunes, everything sounded like crap. But after I finished downloading fifty million updates to our laptop, gave up in frustration, cried a little, reinstalled the software and finally, listened as my older stepson became the voice of reason and calm, we got the imports to sound decent and Grant started copying music onto the little shiny black machine. And I realized: I don't have a lovely little machine to put my special music on, you know, the stuff Grant won't listen to. (Philistine that he is...)
I want my own!
White, please.
posted by allison | 5:40 PM
5 Comments:
Ooh, maybe drop hints for your birthday!
Might have to pck your brains re: iTunes. I'd ask my friend DanDan, but I'm a little annoyed at her right now.
Callie
I also envy Grant's iPod. But since I just got a new cell phone, I'm pretty sure the iPod's out of the question.
I like Helen's birthday idea for you, though. Or, you could just "borrow" Grant's. ;-)
I hope you get your iPoo!
Happy Hooloodoo from All the Bears!
Me too. I love my Shuffle, but sometimes I think it would be nice to have the Nano. I love tiny stuff! (You should see my phone - my mom says she feels like she's in a SNL sketch when she uses it.)
I just want to say - it sounds like you gave Grant one hell of a great birthday-day... even without the iPod.
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