technophile...

Things typically do not EXCITE me. I am far to cynical to be excited by things. Cars, jewelry, a handbag I can enjoy but am not EXCITED by such things.

I must share this with you though, so you all realize I am sick, and need to stop reading AWTM...

The other day when I had bought the Macbook, I brought her home, and set her in box on the kitchen table. I was preapring to leave for Nebraska, so I had things to attend to. There were plants to to be watered, and bags to pack, mail to open etc....

My Husband called in the evening and asked if I had played with her yet....

Sadly I had not, as there was just no time.

So I got a knife, and carefully cut the seal and moved my hand gently to the sky, and the scent was indescribable......new unadulterated....machine.

I quickly closed the lid of the box, with that scent lingering, and visions of her tucked away waiting to be unwrapped..

I immediately explained to DH I felt I needed to be alone with her. No interruptions, quiet. I wanted to be relaxed, and un hurried. This is MY FIRST computer. Mine. Not the household computer, not a shared utilitarian object. MINE.


So after my evening was done, and I took a bath.....put crisp pajamas on. I went and got the box.

I brought her into the bedroom, and placed the box in the center of my bed.

I lifted the lid, and there was that scent again. That electronic scent filling the room. Leaving me dizzy....

And me the cynic, ohhhhing and awwwing over the sexiest packaging I have seen. Like someone packaged up this lovely lady just for me.

Cords, tightly wrapped neatly, like folded legs, the computer wrapped in a grayish white untouched by human hands sheet, and sealed to prove its unadulterated state.

I unwrap her carefully, and slowly....

I unfold the cord, like long limbs and plug her into the wall....

I see lights, and hear music.


*DH hurry home, your wife is suffering from hysteria*