Let Me Get What I Want...This Time

The Man has a lot of crap. A LOT of crap. We live in a smaller apartment, and it's over run by crap. With the baby I told him that it was either his "stuff" or the Kiddo, and honestly I was on the Kiddos side. There are things that come up that the Man has asked for that I think are just more toys. The thing that is the most beloved of the Crap is the joint collection of music. OH it is a music lover paradise. There is the techno section, the Chick band section, the 80's electro pop, the Indie, the soundtracks, the old school, the Ska and everything inbetween.

A few months ago, the Man read that there was such a thing as an Iphone...brought to you by the people who make Ipods. I have often been jealous by the person who owns one. REALLY why in the world would someone like my self NOT own one. I mean really, you can put hundreds of songs on it and have them all at your finger tips. When the Man asked if he could get him one of them Iphones when they are released in June, my response was "SURE!! when you wife gets that Ipod she's always wanted" When he asked about a BBq'er he wanted. i said "sure ya can have that, WHEN your wife gets an Ipod she needs." the IPOD response had been effective, until now. For my birthday last week the man surprised me with the tiniest and prettiest Ipod shuffle. A mere 100 songs at a time works for me. I change my taste of music like I change my underwear. The dainty Ipod clips to where ever i need it so that I can ride a bike, walking around Walmart, or working in the garden. There is nothing like walking around in the world listening to Matisyaho's "king without a crown". Its like I have my own Mix tapes that go on and on and on. I have to admit I like walking into a room with your own personal theme songs, like in the movies. Or listening to the soundtrack of your life as you are LIVING your life. How have I lived so many years with out this precious little thing? It's a blessing it has come into my life. EVEN my baby is amazed that there is BIG sounds coming out of this little thing. You know now when the man now says he wants something... I have to say yes. I mean he got his wife the Ipods she loves.