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Today I'm lending my iPod Nano to my husband. He is the only one in the family iPodless (shhhh, it's going to be his birthday present) and he is going to be sitting at the hospital today waiting for his dad to come out of surgery. In my opinion it's times like this when they are invaluable. I couldn't let him go without it and I was happy to let him borrow mine. Last night we quickly created his own Playlist and uploaded the songs in no time. I taught him how to use the scroll wheel and to work the buttons. When I handed it over to him last night I told him I only have three words - respect the iPod - seriously.This is a brave act I'm doing as I have this thing about my Nano. I bought a great soft pink leather case that protects it so well (which I totally copied from my friend Patti - thanks Patti!!). You probably wouldn't be surprised if I told you he didn't want to take the pink case. He wanted to just slip it in his front shirt pocket all naked like. I gritted my teeth and said if he really felt he had to ok but I would strongly prefer that he keep the pink case on. Afterall, it's not a bold, crazy pink but rather a soft understated pink - one that any man could carry off well. If truth be told, my husband has a rather strong history of dropping things such as this. His cell phone - ugggh. I can't count how many times it's been dropped on our aggregrate driveway. In his defense he is always on the go and is pre-occupied with a lot of things, technology safety is just not on his mind. But, it is for this very reason that I shutter at the thought of my Nano being unprotected sitting all alone in his front pocket. All he has to do is lean over to get into his brief case and out slides my Nano onto the floor. You see I barely can tolerate fingerprints on it. Any scratches or (knock-on-wood) any full fledge drops would be horrific and potentially unbearable for me. So as you can see I am taking a huge leap of faith here. I'm sure the iPod gods are smiling down on me and providing me with extra protection today, right?!
When he walked out of the door this morning I told him to give his dad a hug from me, that I was thinking of him and everything would be fine. I told him to drive safe and I'd be at the hospital soon. When he turned to walk away under my breath I couldn't help but to repeat over and over - respect the iPod.
