While sitting in the den last night reading and minding my own business, Hubby came in and wanted me to go look at his new HIGH score on the Wii Bowling Game.
Reluctantly I did, but I knew I was going to have to put on that "Oh, how marvelous face" towards Hubby. As I trotted my butt down the hallway, I knew that me and Mr Wii were going to have to have a little alone time and chit chat.
Sure enough, there proudly displayed on the TV Screen was Hubby's new high score in bowling. I did display the "oh, how marvelous face" to Hubby and commented on how well he was doing! I challenged Hubby to a game of bowling and Hubby declined, indicating he was going to read for awhile.
I listened to Hubby trot his butt down the hall and place it in his big boy, over stuffed, fat recliner. I turned to the white Wii controller laying so smugly on the table.
I picked up that Wii controller and he started flashing his little blue lights in anticipation. OH WHAT....Anticipation of allowing my Hubby to bowl another HIGH SCORE!
I gently tighten my hand around Wii Controller and starting squeezing it. Actually, it was more a THROTTLE!! I started sending Mr Wii controller mental thoughts, I told him....If you don't knock this crap off with letting my Hubby get these high bowling scores, I am going to TAKE OUT YOUR BATTERIES, YOU HEAR ME Mr Wii!!!
Today is new day. Mr Wii had better be a good Wii boy and let me win a few games....OR Else!!