Wii Fit chronicles #1

We got a Wii fit after xmas. (sent the hubby at 8am on Sunday- he was not happy). Anyways, we got to play around with it and set it up the other day.
First, it asks your age and height. It then weighs you and gives you your BMI. Well of course, mine is a hair bit over the standard. Then my Mii (my Wii person) made a noise and the whole body plumped out. My jaw dropped. The boy started laughing hysterically. It told me I was overweight and had some work to do.

Then, the "game" takes you through a balance exercise that will give you your Wii fit age. Well, I have bum knee and the balance could be better. However, nothing prepared me for my wii fit age of 64. At this point the boy was howling with laughter which drew the attention of everyone else including the neighbor girl. They were all laughing at me and calling me an overweight grandma.

So, I made them all do this exercise. The hubby had a Wii fit age of 47, not bad a few years over his actual age. The girl was 24 more than double her own age. The boy was 14 his actual age. He did a victory celebration.

So I guess I have some work to do. The game is actually fun and a good more laughter came from trying to do some of the workout games. Apparently, downhill skiing is not my forte.

My brothers family also got a Wii and Wii fit. But they have been too busy with Shaun White snowboarding to find out their Wii fit age. I await with baited breathe...

An open letter to Santa

Hope everyone had a good Christmas. I am a bit behind in this post, but think you will find it enjoyable anyway.

The kids received letters from Santa. The boy's came a day before the girl's and she was not happy about the matter. Yes, she knows about Santa, but still wants to believe in the magic of Christmas. Below is her letter that she wrote, but did not mail.

Dear Santa,

You sent my brother a letter but not me... WHY NOT?!?!?! That is why I am writing to you. Since you have not sent me a letter you have made me very disgruntled. If I do not get what I want for Christmas ( a moshi) then I shall not forgive you unless I get something I want (an IPod). Even though I do not trust you with the mechanical stuff. No offence.
PS. When my brother read the first sentence of your letter "have you been a good boy this year?" He said NO!!!

From, the girl

Well, Santa could not find a suitable Moshi which is a special pillow that was made popular a few years back. But the girl did get an orange IPod.

Strip Ping Pong

The kids have set up an old ping pong table in the basement. I was trouncing Potland when he suggested that the looser take off their shirt. Well I won, and I was whooping about winning and him having to take off his top when the girl came running downstairs. At this point, she could only see me.

Girl: What are you yelling about?

Me: Well, we were playing strip.... never mind.

Girl: What?

She walks around the corner to see Potland with shirt half off. Her eyes get big and she states :That is IT!! You two are done! You can not play anymore ping pong until you learn how to play properly!

She took all the balls and paddles and went upstairs shutting off the lights and leaving us in the dark giggling hysterically.

Francheso?

This morning, the following conversation took place...
Me: Good morning son.
The Boy: Morning. Make me some breakfast, Francheso. Chop chop!
Clearly, this Boy has lost his senses. He gets that from his mother.

Oh Baloney

The Wife, God bless her, tried something new this week for lunches. She bought bologna and forced me to feed it to my poor hapless children. I snuck it into their lunches without warning. The only caveat was that she was to take the full responsibility for it, not me.

Later that night, both children voiced their extreme displeasure with bologna. The Boy only took one bite before discarding the sandwich. The Girl at first believed it was peanut butter, but also threw the sandwich away when she realized she'd been duped.

I told them I sent extra stuff in their lunches so they could trade for better stuff just in case.
The Boy: Oh yeah, would you like to trade me this disgusting baloney sandwich with a bite out of it for your delicious pizza and french fries?

The vote was unanimous; no more bologna, sorry Oscar Mayer. I then did a victory dance to celebrate my lunchtime dominance.

Looser tooth fairy

The tooth fairy often forgets to make stops at our home. Once the FBI even had to get involved. Last night the girl yanked the last tooth possible out of her mouth. (It was kinda sad as unless their is a bar fight or a horrible accident the tooth fairy should not be visiting again.) However, the tooth fairy was very tired last night and forgot to come to visit.

The girl walks downstairs this am and states to the husband: "The tooth fairy did not come last night. Perhaps, she will come while I am at school today. " She sets down her tooth and walks away.

I talked to my sis-in law today and apparently the tooth fairy is 4 payments behind to my nephew. Man, that tooth fairy is a slacker.