Hooray for Wii!

I am now the proud owner of a Nintendo Wii. And wow, the pain that comes with that.

I’d been considering getting one for a while. It looked like so much fun on the commercials. Something different to try. I still own a Super Nintendo, so it’s not like this was just another in a long line of game consoles that I was buying. It was actually the first one that I actually spent any time researching and considering. And then in the same day, two of my close friends told me it was something I needed to get. Totally unrelated events, but to me, that was enough. I bought a unit from Ebay, complete with Wii Sports, Wii Play, 2 remotes and 2 nunchucks. Yay!

I hooked it up last Friday night, and entered the fabulous world of advanced video game playing. It’s so much fun! I was laughing so hard at myself, I could hardly keep playing. I looked like a moron. But it was the greatest fun I’d had in a long time. Jas was decidedly un-fun, as he sat there on the couch, watching me make a fool of myself. He refused to play. I think in some country somewhere, that’s an offense punishable by death. Or at least it should be. In my house, it’s an offense punishable by being called old. Repeatedly.

Bowling on the Wii Sports game package is currently my favorite. Probably due to my addiction to bowling in the "real world." Playing tennis is a close second however. And those of you with Wii’s, have you tried playing tennis against yourself? Try it. One remote in your right hand, one remote in your left. It’s quite a workout, and hysterical to boot. I had trouble remembering which hand belonged to which character, and repeatedly was swinging at nothing. I’m a supergenius!

My sister came over Saturday and played with me. Her fave is the 2007 version of Duck Hunt. She just likes shooting things. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, she’s in charge of our children’s education, and her favorite game involves shooting random objects. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

By Sunday, I could hardly raise my arms over my head. My muscles have stopped their loud mantra of STOP THE MADNESS and had commenced with a new chant of TAKE THAT, YOU OUT-OF-SHAPE COW! I’m selling my Taebo tapes now. Who needs them, when I have Wii Boxing to make me ache? And yet I’m counting the minutes to go home and start the pain all over again. Insanity, I embrace thee.