Eating Crow
I am the type of person that raises an eye at any adult who actually spends hours and hours in front of a video game. As a young girl I was quite fond of Mario Bros and even though you may catch me humming the synthesized tune from Mario while vacuuming I could never be considered someone who would divulge hours of my precious time to a video game, no way, not me.
I also never thought my children would ever become interested in video games. Simply because sitting on a couch and wiggling thumb buttons is such a lazy sort of thing to do, nope, not my children, no way.
But
Dude, Nintendo you like so totally rule, and I am like, so totally reeled in by your entertainment. And the only thing that would make you any sweeter would be if you came in the color hot pink and when I went to sleep at night you brought me tea and tucked me in tight.
And may I say I’m on my way to becoming a Wii Master? And that my friends is almost as good as a Martial Arts Master.
I am so busy kicking everyone’s butt at bowling, tennis, and High School Musical karaoke, there is no time to feed the dog or even bathe. And when the family came over to celebrate Little Man’s second birthday they found themselves entertaining and babysitting the kids while I was floating like a butterfly and stinging like a bee in my imaginary boxing gloves.
After waking up a bit guilty this morning, I made the decision to have a day without the Wii and get some stuff done. I took Sass to the rink before school, helped Sessy pick up her room, danced the pigeon with Bert and my Little Man, I returned phone calls, ran to the store, and took a shower. After lunch it was clear I had a problem because I started to feel shaky and anxious from withdrawal.
As I kneeled before the Wii I swear I heard it whisper “Massster”. And as if the Wii Lords were crowning me their Emperor (ess) I curtsied as I lifted my hand control and pressed the power button.
Crow tastes good.
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