Aidan Zielske has a new 13-inch MacBook Pro.
She's been using my 2003 PowerBook for years. It allows her to do practically nothing, save for surf the web and listen to music. If you unplug it from the wall, it dies. If you walk by it too quickly, it dies. If you exhale too exuberantly while in its vicinity, well, you know the drill. Suffice to say it's been on its last legs for about four years.
I made a deal with her a few years ago: you save up half the money, and I'll put up the rest.
With her new nanny job, she was able to meet her end of the bargain, so off to the Apple Store we went.
This is what pure joy looks like to Mac Heads.
I mean, look at how happy Alpha, our Mac genius was on our behalf.
I'm just going to say it: there is something truly sublime about walking into an Apple Store with the intent to buy.
Then we got home and the real joy ensued:
We approach every part of the process with extreme reverence.
Aidan will be taking this computer to college in just two years. I decided to put up half the money because a) she got all As during her sophomore year, taking subjects like Physics and Algebra 2 and b) I'm an Apple geek and will take any excuse to buy new equipment.
Plus, mama can always use a write off here and there, right?
Here's to where you find joy. Ours happens to live in a geekified tech land.
Where, pray tell, does yours live?