Recently, our household went from 1 Mac & 2 PCs to 3 Macs, 2 iPhones, & one PC (soon to be ZERO). I got my first Mac last year in October when my work computer, an HP, finally died (after a long and ghoulish life), resurrected, and became reincarnated by Satan himself. My boss bought us all white MacBooks, and I instantly fell in love with mine – and with Mac OS. I sold my Dell laptop to my brother and vowed to never again buy another PC. Then my husband bought me a MacBook Pro, fell in love with Mac OS too (as everyone does), and bought himself a black MacBook (he’ll be selling his Dell shortly). 

All of that to say – it has been quite the challenge getting my thousands and thousands of songs and pictures transferred from the external hard drive they have been living on for the last few months to my new MBP. I am anal about organizing my files, so it’s taking a little longer than it probably should. 

Michael put all of his music and my music on my MBP, so that all the music in our household would be in the same place. Wonderful, great, fine – but when I hit the “shuffle” button on iTunes, I never know what’s going to come up. Take yesterday, for example:

Me: “Why do you have Justin Timberlake on your iTunes?”

Michael: “I used to like him. And ‘N Sync!”

Me: “So did I. SO DID EVERY TEENAGE GIRL IN AMERICA.”

(Interval)

Me: “Why do you have OPERA on your iTunes?!”

Michael: “I went through an ‘Opera Phase.’”

(Interval)

Me: “Why do you have SHERYL CROW’S ENTIRE MUSIC COLLECTION?!?!”

Michael: “I did NOT buy Sheryl Crow, EVER.”

Me: “Well I certainly didn’t. And YOU’RE the one who bought Justin Timberlake.”

Michael: “Hey, I ADMIT to buying Justin Timberlake.”

Me: “Why would you admit to Justin Timberlake and NOT Sheryl Crow?!”

(Interval)

Me: “Michael. What’s wrong with you? Who did I marry? It’s like I don’t even know who you are.”

Michael: “What just came on?”

Me: “BABY EINSTEIN.”

(Interval)

Michael (while cleaning off his Dell’s hard drive to be sold): “Babe, do you think I should leave my music on this computer?”

Me: “Why would you do that?”

Him: “You know, as an added incentive. Like, free music with purchase of computer.”

Me: “Hon, I hope you are aware that THE NORMAL AVERAGE HUMAN PERSON is NOT going to find YOUR TASTE IN MUSIC an added incentive. Just saying.”

I love my husband. I am head over heels in love with him. He smells wonderful, lets me have the last bit of ice cream, and has this great way of knowing exactly when to kiss me.

He’s just not allowed to touch the radio when we’re both in the car.