I recently decided I wanted to do something nice for my Frankiepoops. Now, I would like to point out that when I usually want to do something nice for Frankie, I will do something simple like I will offer to pay for our food when we go out to eat, make the bed even though he was the last one to get out of it, leave him little post its all around the house when I know I won’t see him for a few days, or surprise him at work with a Misto Shake from Rita’s. Well, this topped all that.
I actually told him that I wanted to buy him an Xbox 360. I don’t know what came over me. I felt nauseous immediately after I realized what I had just said but there was no going back now, through the phone I could hear the 42 muscles in his face make a smile and then the words “Are you serious?” Ugh, definitely no going back, I had reached the point of no return.
A couple days later, lying in bed one morning…or probably afternoon as I have been working a lot of overnights, Frank asked what I wanted to do that day. And there again, like word vomit, I said, “I was thinking that we could go get your Xbox360 today.” Immediately, Frank is out of the bed, in the shower and within minutes could have been ready to go. Luckily, he noticed that I was being a bit sluggish and didn’t rush me too much. Instead he made the bed and eventually we headed out the door to make this extreme purchase.
I had cut a deal with Frank, and yeah, he does get the better half of the deal, but all in all I don’t give a crap about Xbox360. Why the hell do they even call it an Xbox 360? What in the world can be so great about this stupid gadget? Oh no, wait, did I offend someone, is it not called a gadget? No, no, you’re right it is a system. A game system. Anyway. I told Frank that in exchange for me purchasing him this crazy gift, he will purchase me one game to play on it and Wii Fit (which yes, I know, it is sold out everywhere and I will never get it). I picked Deadliest Catch for my Xbox game and while I haven’t played it yet, I am so excited to go on the missions to catch crabs and find the best fishing spots and even rescue another boat. I even get to pick the boat I am the captain of: Go Cornelia Marie!!!
So, it’s all over now. My nausea has subsided and I am getting over the initial hatred of the stupid thing. I even am coming around to like Rock Band…but only in small doses.
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I felt the same way with our XBox 360. Somehow it seemed like a great idea when I was visiting the states for three weeks; he'd be able to enjoy something he'd been dying to get forEVER. Well, then I came home and realized that I must have been sleep-shopping or something the day I surprised him with the system. I can't even use my DVD player now because 1) it's not hooked up right- the XBox needs the jacks; and 2) Of course the new machine needs to be used for everything under the sun! *sigh*
OMG, "The Deadliest Catch?" really? That's like when I asked B if I could have "Viva Pinata?". But Deadliest Catch? Seems weird. I am disgusted and intrigued, can I come over and try it?
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