Is there hope for me?

I just bought a Wii. I know I'm late to this party but I had to wait until I had the money to buy said Wii, without getting the phone turned off or God forbid - the internet! So yeah. I just bought it. And I am excited.

I also bought Wii Fit to go with it because honestly that's what it's all about for me. Finding ways to move my body that don't completely feel like torture. Sometimes I think I need to remove all comfortable furniture from my house so maybe I would be forced to stop sitting. all. the. time.

I'm looking forward to stepping on the thingy and letting it calculate my BMI while watching my little personalized Wii character blow up into something resembling Jabba the Hutt. Okay, maybe not looking forward to that part. But I am looking forward to trying the things I've heard other people talking about. I'm sure that for a lot of people Wii Fit turns into the electronic version of the treadmill with laundry hanging on it and it may become that for me too. But I need to find that out for myself.

What I wanted to know from anyone who has the game system, what else do I need to get right away? I bought the game console which comes with Wii Sports. Then I tacked on Wii Fit. It will probably only be me using it but there is the possibility I may rope my son or BF into doing it with me sometime. So do I need to buy extra remotes, a charger, any of that kind of thing? I'm just looking for recommendations. I am assuming that the 2 things I bought comes with what you need to use it. But since I've never even seen one before, I have no idea what one needs to use it!!!

So, if anyone can tell me what I need I would appreciate the info and it would be wonderful to hear from somebody who LOVES their Wii and who has lost loads of weight using Wii Fit. Success stories, if you will. Anybody? Buehler?

What mind?

So what do I do with a daughter who comments on my blog and I can't tell it's her? Each time she has done it I'm like "ooh, a new reader, cool!" I click on the name of the commenter and it doesn't go anywhere. And I am disapointed that I am not able to see this new person who visited my place on the web.

Actually, now that I think about it, my BF has done it too a couple of times. I recognized him one of the times, but not the next time or 2. He was surprised I didn't know it was him because he apparently threw something into his comment that I would pick up on. Uh . . . no.

My daughter too. This last time she called herself "D. B. Mergle Gurgle" and I replied to her as D.B.M-G - . She laughed and posted again - Mom! That was me! She thought I would catch the D.B. which are her initials. Uh . . . no.

Now I'm starting to wonder if my son has done it . . . no, pretty sure he couldn't be bothered. Okay well, I'm on the lookout now. But really - it's not much of an accomplishment to put something like that over on me. Afterall, I have been known to be easily confused and distracted by shiny objects.

Is this something that happens to other people - or is it just me?

Really???

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I have never been a fan of Peta, but this is a horrible comparison. They will never gain my support by doing things like this.

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Maxine Monday

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Get ready to say aww-w-w-w-w ....

TIRED

SO-o-o-o tired. Like I don’t even want to get up to pee tired. It was an awful no, goofy, it was a bizarre day at work today. I stayed late and still barely got a thing done all day. Can you say VERSION CHANGE?? Yeah. ‘Nuff said about that.

Went to the grocery story on my way home and bought copious amounts of fruit and some vegetables, all things that are good for me. Well, I did sneak in one frozen pizza, a little one. Other than that I gave the cashier fits as he was in training and you know what produce can be like. Poor guy.

I realized I must have crossed some kind of threshold when the young checker called me Ma’am and I didn’t cringe, and I felt compelled to encourage the boy - that he’ll be doing it with his eyes closed in no time. Like a Mom.

By the time I got home and got everybody fed and groceries put away, it was all I could do to wash some cherries and sit down and read a few blogs. With Cherries. But what did I find as I rounded the sofa … puke. Cat puke. Not a lot, THAT was over by my bedroom door. No, this was small but not unobtrusive by any means. It was right across my laptop power cord. You can thank me at any time for not taking a picture for you. I thought about it while I was cussing under my breath and having fantasies of posting this and having people come from far and wide to give my cats better homes where people don’t mind the puke, the pill giving, the hair everywhere and the patting their face while they sleep.

It’s just a fantasy I know. In real life I clean up all the puke and get turned into the ASPCA for thinking bad thoughts about my cats.

An orange jumpsuit doesn’t seem so bad about now.

Maxine Monday

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