it's a chick, it's a mom, no it's consumer-whore-cami

after singing the praises of my TiVo I thought I had hung up my hat on video technology whoring... but now I have another video love... our new Wii.

Mike decided to buy it Saturday and I was going to wrap it up and put it under the tree for our whole family to enjoy on Christmas morning. He went to buy it Sunday and we thought maybe we should open it and set it up when my parents get in to town so the "whole family" could enjoy it on our holiday break. After brunch we walked home and decided that we are "adults" and we are patient enough to wait until Christmas, but why should we have to?

As my 2nd "post" yesterday would indicate we decided to do the mature thing and hook the sucker up.

wow.

I didn't have to do the set up (though he let me help a little which translates to me playing with the controller which has it's own speaker and awesome feedback). He still doesn't have the wireless connecting so I will let you all know how that goes later. With that said K had tons of fun creating Miis (we finally know what her imaginary friend looks like) and so did we. Mike seems to have a serious crush on my Mii but I think that is another blog altogether...

The sports disc that it comes with is awesome. K loves it because she can see her Mii in all sorts of sporting scenarios and she can play tennis without any help because she doesn't have to work the buttons. I love it because (who would have guessed?) I am not a bad bowler. Mike loves it because he got a work out while we were boxing. It rocks!!!!!

I don't condone the idiocy of standing in line for 3 hours in the freezing cold and dark... but I am so glad he did it because we had great family fun last night. Then once K was sound asleep Mike and I had the sports battle royal... I am bad at tennis.. oh so bad.

I have no doubt that tonight after dinner we will all be down in front of the Wii again having family fun and some much needed exercise.... just what american gamers need.

6am on a sunday

some time around 5:30 I heard our alarm clock begin to sound. I was irritated from my warm curl only momentarily before some kind soul shut it off. Awake(ish) and at the computer I know now it was Mike that shut it off, and set it, but at 5:30 I just wanted the noise to end. I sat half awake watching in awe as Mike dressed in layers and started looking for cold weather gear to keep him from freezing while he was outside in the dark 27 degree morning wind whipping around him. I almost giggled as I thought about him standing huddled with all the other early morning souls pressed against the building for warmth & shelter. I helped him with some clothes, kissed him good bye, locked up and sent him a text before curling back into my warm bed and drifting off to sleepy land...

The laughter may sound a bit sadistic, I know, but he was up and out of bed not just by choice, by desire, temptation... What had his sleepy self out of bed at that dark hour on a Sunday? The next new thing? The most fabulous object in the universe? Crack? All of the above? The Wii.

Apparently while I finished up our shopping yesterday he was bit pretty hard by the Christmas shopping bug. He asked the guy at the video game counter a ton of questions, checked out all the games, watched the Wii video repeatedly and looked at books and controllers. He told me on our way home he would be doing this. Then he told me more about the Wii, he told me how much fun our whole family will have with it (my dad will reportedly love the golf, good thing he’s only visiting) about the downloading, the game compatibility, etc etc etc. That was last night. This morning I've heard which stores gave them out early and how some people had their spouses in line at other places across town to make sure they got one, or so they could get two. I know exactly how many Wiis our local toy emporium got in today (47) and that the line wrapped around the building toward the end (Mike is 15th in line just so ya know). He's crazy. But that's what he's like (not that he's ever done this before). It's fun, it's new and it's for his family. Enough said.

So now all of you know what we're getting for Christmas. Shh... don't tell me.