I am an addict. I need help but don't want it.

No it's not something illegal. It's not even something harmful unless you consider the possibility of throwing out a hip or getting tennis elbow.

Hi, my name is Michelle and I'm a Wii Addict! (all together now "Hi Michelle")

Brandy got a Wii for her family for Christmas. Amber and I both wanted one but didn't "need" one. Well the tax returns came in and at the top of the list was a Wii! I'm pretty certain I have a form of OCD. I get so hooked on things and go buck wild with it! I will decide I need new pants and I end up with 10 new pairs of jeans but not one single shirt to match. Or I buy 4 new pairs of shoes because one had to be thrown away. Well the Wii is no exception. I couldn't just get a game or two and call it a day. Nope I had to buy out the whole selection of games and the accessories to boot! (not really but close)

I love Mario Kart and I love that the girls and I can play it online from our own houses against one another. And I never would have thought I'd be any good or even enjoy Rockband but I love love love it! It's good music and it's so fun to play!

We're going away this weekend for a spouses retreat sponsored by our husbands battalion. We'll go through some classes on marriage and what to expect with the guys coming home. And then they will set us free to enjoy some much needed chill time. They even provide childcare for the kids while we're in classes!

This sounds great but I'm a little concerned about not being able to get my Wii fix all weekend. Do you think they make a pill for this? Like a Wii supplement? Something I can mix in a bottle of water would be okay.

My name's Michelle and I'm an addict....

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Well I donated my blood, I entered the contest and I'm hoping to win the trip to Florida. Manic still has one more week of blood donating time to enter her contest for tons of great things including the trip to Florida. But since I'm gonna win that I'm sure you'll enjoy one of the other prizes. One pint of blood can save 3 lives or 5 babies lives. And our bodies make more all the time so why not share?

The Bitterness of Defeat

I have lost the power struggle.

They have learned to defeat me and use it to their fullest abilities!!

I put them to bed at nine. They stay in bed until I'm fully engrossed in a Wii game and then next thing I know they are circling me like vultures!! "I'm hungry, my leg hurts, my ear hurts, I'm bleeding, I'm hearing voices, I see dead people, my leg just fell off and got flushed down the toilet....."

I'm too into my game to turn it off right then. I tell them to wait a second. Seconds turn to minutes that are filled with "good job mom, get him, you're a good player, what's over there? How did you do that?" And on and on until I realized an hour has passed. They have won and now its time for us all to go to bed!

Must devise a plan! An earnings chart to trade chores and school work for Wii time! Also need to invest in some duct tape..... Brilliant!

True Story!

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Ugly Pants Lady

I have been so crazy busy! I had my van in the shop this week, that was interesting.



I walked into the shop to give Dave my keys and let them get started and I had to wait in line behind this woman. This woman who had short spikey hair one big earring in one ear and one stud in the other. She also had on huge, baggy, stone washed jeans with the hideous ugly white bleached out looking areas all down the front. And of course her shirt was tucked in. I hate tucked in shirts just to put that out there. Not that her outfit and lack of any sense of style had to do with anything but it was ..... interesting.



I stood there and lost about 10 minutes of my life that I will never get back. I feel cheated out of valuable time as I listened to her talk. She was quite concerned that she didn't know how long the car had to idle before she could drive it. She must have asked the same thing over and over just in different ways. Eventually the manager, Dave sent her off with Kenny who I assume drew the short straw and got stuck with this assignment.



"So you're telling me I can just get right in and drive?" She exclaimed in her most astonished voice, I'm certain. I cracked up laughing. Kenny tells her that she can let it run to let the oil circulate through the engine for a minute or two if she feels she must. She then replied "so if I get in, start it up, listen to one song on the radio, then I can drive it?" Kenny just let it go at that.



I walked up to Dave and asked if I get a discount if I promise not to ask stupid questions. He laughed and said I definately should. When she finally took her ugly ass jeans and stupid questions out the door I had to talk to Kenny.



"Hey if I let my van run for 45 minutes will that be long enough and it will be ready to drive?" I asked.



Kenny caught on quick and said "you're going to need to let that run for at least an hour because it's bigger!"



From then on I referred to her as ugly jeans lady. When I picked up my van I asked them how long it needed to run now that it was all fixed up and Kenny told me he saw her at the gas station. She was coming out as he was going in. He got two hot dogs and a drink and came out and she was still sitting there obviously listening to her one song on the radio before she'd drive even though she had only turned it off to go into the gas station.



This puzzles me. I know that I'm always in a rush to get no where fast but I don't have time for that! I can't waste 5 or 10 or even 3 minutes every single time I start my car up waiting for the oil to warm up through the engine! What the heck did she learn to drive in? An old crank up car? Geesh! Now if it's cold out that's a different story. Then I'll give it 10 minutes but only so that the engine will be warm enough to blow hot air out the heater for my own comfort!



Too many minutes of my life lost to stupid questions being asked repeatedly. I'm mean I know. I'm okay with that....

The Skinny on the Flat

We're home from our visit in Michigan. It was a great time with a few flaws. There wasn't enough time to see everyone I would have liked to see and spend time with. It was cold as all get out! We arrived and it was -15 degrees and wind chills of -35! My boys ended up sick and now we brought it home with us. I spent too much money but I'm okay with that.

We had a great time getting to know my three year old nephew who is absolutely adorable and I am pretty sure everyone who meets him falls in love immediately!

My younger sister loaned me her raised twin size air bed with a pump built in. It was super comfy until that one night. The one night that I woke up with my butt sagging down to the floor as I was sucked inside the vinyl and nearly suffocated! I spent the rest of the night turning on the pump to air it back up every hour or two! We got a patch kit and patched it up and I went to sleep that night feeling confident that I have mad rubber patching skillz!

I slept fine right up until I started to sink and nearly rolled off the heap-of-rubber-hatred onto the floor below which was covered in hot wheels cars and rescue heroes. It was then that I heard it. The evil hissing sound! It was not the air coming out of my bed but the muffled laughter of my brother! He was standing there slowly letting the air out of my bed and waiting for me to fall off and plunge to the depths of the toys below!

Very funny David!

I'm so grateful that my brother and sister in law let us stay with them and have our belongings strewn from one end to the other of their home for so long. Love you guys!