Way back in September, Mrs. Undaground and I saw a huge pile of shiny new Wii's at Costco. Apparently, we should have jumped on one, considering the national fervor that has since developed. Unfortunately, our time machine is on the fritz, so we can't go back and get one (anybody know of a good Delorean mechanic?).
I'd like to officially release my wife from her Wii hunt. Yesterday, I spotted a piece of paper in our bedroom with hand-written locations and phone numbers for every Walmart/Target/Toy R Us within a 40-mile radius. I suspect that my Christmas list is stressing her out.
Babe, we can get a Wii in January. Call off the search. It's craziness.
Every year, I like to sit back and laugh at all the sheep while they hunt for the media-annointed "hot gift" item of the year. I never knew I'd be one of those sheep. Frankly, it's a little embarrassing, and wool makes my neck itch.
Remember the hysteria about the Tickle-Me-Elmo a few years back? They're all over the place now. The Wii will be back on Costco's shelves, soon. By March, we'll be bowling in our living room.
Mrs. U, I'm a very lucky man. All I need, I have.
Your love, and our beautiful son, is more than one man could hope for (and a fun, interactive gaming system). Christmas is not a competition to out-gift each other (it is). There's not a giant scorecard somewhere keeping track of annual gift efforts (I've hung one in the carport). Happiness is never out-of-stock (try eBay).
Seriously, it's a wild-goose chase. End it now. Don't waste another moment of your time chasing some mythical device that will serve as your husband's fountain of youth. To make this easier, I have a few replacement ideas for my Christmas list that will suffice:
- Hannah Montana concert tickets
- A spider monkey
- Dinner with Oprah
- Wrinkle-free khakis
- A unicorn
2 comments:
It'll come when you LEAST expect it.
My husband and I were out shopping last week and came across 3 wii's at Target. We don't need one, but we each had a friend who did so we bought them for them (and they paid us back of course). The guy said they had just put them out. it's CRAZY. NOTHING wrong with waiting until after Christmas.
I can certainly wait til after Christmas, although my dream scenario is that I find one, then wrap it up and give it to Mrs. U for Christmas.
Since yesterday, I've kind of got my heart set on a unicorn, now.
I'm fickle like that.
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