I'm a practical woman, always trying to do the "right" thing, make the best choices...
That practicality translates to just about all aspects of my life.
This year for Nick's birthday I decided to throw that all out the window. Since we started dating I bought countless outfits, made cutesy little homemade gifts and even socks and boxers from time to time.
I wanted to shock him with something big! (Don't worry I wasn't dropping the "You're going to be a daddy" bomb on him, at least not this birthday). So I decided to buy him a PS3 because it was...well practical. Not only is it a gaming console, but a DVD player and Blu-ray player in one. I knew he'd been dying for one!
Fatal error.
I never once worried about another person or work coming between us. In fact, I never thought anything would. That was until the day I brought a PS3 into our house. Now the background noise to my life includes roaring crowds, gunshots, beeping, buzzing, etc.
The boy at heart has definitely surfaced. Nick hurries through dinner to get to his game. He plans his evenings around the game that's due back the next day. He calls his friends when he needs to gloat about beating a game. He stays up until all hours of the night and then stealthily climbs into bed, trying not to wake me up.
What's funny is when I was picking up his gift the guy working the counter was attempting to answer some questions for me. He asked, "So is he a big gamer?" I responded, "O no not at all."
Was I wrong with that assumption? Is he turning into a gulp...gamer!?!?! Eh, I'm being my good ol' dramatic self. Heck, I haven't come home to him looking sleep deprived with a headset on off in some virtual war zone...yet at least.
If this is the worst thing I have to deal with I think I can handle it. But I can't make any promises that one day Nick is going to be all geared up to play and he won't be able to find his controllers.
Oops...the dog ate them?
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