Wii

I have always known Matt to be a gamer. When we first met, him and his friend Joe would play video games, or go to the local arcade when they would get together. And our first year dating I bought him an Atari. I on the other hand have never been a gamer. As a kid I could never master Donkey Kong, barley made it past the first level of Mario Brothers, and maybe shot two ducks in the many times I attempted to play Duck Hunt.  In college, people laughed at me as I attempted to steer a car in Gran Tourismo, and knock my opponent. My friends gathered to watch me as I moved my whole body trying to get my car, character, etc to do just what it needed to do. It was a miracle if I made it five minutes in a game. That was until this weekend.

Joe suggested Matt and I borrow his Wii because he has been busy and has not had time to play. So this weekend Matt, Mollie, Joe (yes, Joe came to our house to play with his game), and I plugged in the Wii, and didn't unplug it for six hours! Yes, six hours. I loved it, every minute of it, and I was actually decent at it, AND I knew what I was doing.  There was no pushing of all the buttons hoping for a miracle. I actually knew how to play the game, was successful at it (sometimes), and was actually enjoying myself. In one night I became a gamer.

So if you haven't had the opportunity to check out a Wii, I suggest you do so. Even if video games are not your thing, I promise you will enjoy yourself. But as a cautionary, if you are like me and you play video games with your whole body give yourself and the others around you lots of room. Ask Mollie, I'm sure she'll tell you it's not pleasant when your opponent smacks you in the arm while attempting a back hand at tennis. I blame it on the vertigo and medication, but really, sorry Mollie.