A terrible thing happened the other week while I was attempting to create a romantic evening for Ryan and I. I discovered… * GASP * that my beloved iPod was broken. I… was… crushed. Both Ryan and I pretty much live and breathe music. No iPod = death. Okay, well not quite that dramatic, but it was a bummer.
After several attempts to get a geek, er, Apple Genius to look at it, we finally gave up. The new iPhone craze is too strong and getting more than 2 seconds of attention at the Apple store is nearly impossible. Not to mention, the iPod is a few years old and doesn’t really have much life left.
Still, Ryan caught me off guard the other night with the surprise of a new iPod! Just because I’m such a great wife. Isn’t that awesome?! 🙂 I was pretty excited. It’s nice to have the music back in my life, and in my car.
BEFORE (sad, sullen and without hope)…
R.I.P. old iPod… you were a good friend full of good times. Especially singing absurdly loud in the car. You will be missed.