So we've been waiting for a while to hear about Casey's fellowship. We had thought that we would know something in mid-November, which would make a great announcement at the Thanksgiving table if Casey was offered the position. But Thanksgiving came and went. We had a lot to be thankful for, but a job for Casey wasn't one of them.
Then December and the annual Christmas card. This year we planned to include a letter with our card, intending to announce the location of Casey's job next year. So we waited. I had everything ready to mail out the Christmas cards, we were just waiting to print out the letters in case we needed to change the information about Casey's job search. So we waited some more. Then it was only a week before Christmas and I knew we had to get those cards out. We mailed the Christmas cards on Monday.
So of course, on Tuesday we get the call. Casey was offered the fellowship position at Charlotte (Carolinas Medical Center) - our first choice. He accepted. So we'll be moving to Charlotte, probably in June (depending on when we sell our home.) We're very excited!
I guess the best things come to those who wait.
So, for Christmas Casey wants an Xbox 360. For those of you wondering what an Xbox is, it's a video game system. I mention this because I didn't know what it was until Casey started talking about as a Christmas gift idea. Even though my brother has one and I remember he thought it was a big deal when he got it, I still wouldn't have been able to identify it as Xbox 360. To me, they're all the same: some video game thingy.
Video games. Our mothers didn't warn us about video games when we got married. They might have warned us about constant sports on television, dirty clothes on the floor, belching, home improvement projects that never seem to get finished, etc. But they didn't tell us about the all time-consuming video games. It's a new phenomenon to my generation, something our mothers didn't have to deal with.
Men love these machines. Their wives hate them. Men can spend hours upon hours upon hours playing these games. Even though we don't currently have a game system, Casey has a few games that he plays on the computer, so I know how he can get lured into gaming. (For several years, he's accepted his computer-only system, even though "all this friends have a system" and he's "the only one in his residency that doesn't have a system" -- my goodness, it's like I have a whiny kid) He's excessive and obsessive when he's going through a video game phase, but he could be worse. He still gets work done around the house before starting a game. And he's quite adept at playing some games with one hand - because the other arm is holding a baby. (Maybe some of Coulson's sleep problems originate from the hours he slept next to the noise of a video game as an infant...) But every free moment of his time is spent playing video games. Then after a few months, he is finally satisfied and stops playing completely. Until the next video game phase starts up...
And us women? We despise these machines. They are our competition. Forget the young, pretty women at their workplace. It's the video game system that we really need to wary of. But here's the irony: it's often the women who buy these machine for their husbands. Two of my friends have given video game systems to their husbands as gifts, one as a wedding present! And guess what -- Casey will probably get one for Christmas. What is wrong with me? I can't help it -- I love my husband.
And I like Simpson's Road Rage.
