Yesterday my family just got a Wii, now in the beginning I was quite opposed to getting a Wii, it being expensive and all; but what REALLY changed my mind was the new Harry Potter game, I saw commercials for it and I just HAD to have it, Wii or not. Thankfully Mom had already decided to get said Wii so all I had to do was plead to get the new HP game, I had the foresight to previously mention the game and it's being bought in comparison with buying the Wii, and whadda ya know I got my new game the same day as the Wii. I played HP for a good two hours over the course of the day, interchanging it with Wii Sports(fun and entertaining) and Mario Party 8, not as fun as Mario Kart, but I figure it's because we're not quite sure how to use it just yet. Hooking up was not as stressful as I was lead to believe but the hooking up itself lead to quite a few problems, mostly between my youngest sister and I, over why she can't play HP before I and why she has to vacuum, because we weren't about to play Wii barefoot on a dirty floor, and I'm of the fire belief that if someone doesn't know how to vacuum they should learn by experience before setting off on their own, which was indeed her plan and time to learn how to vacuum. Stupid I know, but not much can be said for fourteen year olds with the attitude that they believe they are the most important person in the world and everything they say or do is the highlight of everyone's life. Now some of us might have had this kind of attitude, but being the oldest I'd like to believe that I never acted this way; I guess I could be wrong but...I'd like to not think so.
She's a self-professed 'Wii-ahoilic' she said so herself not two minutes ago while not taking care of an extension cord, something she should have taken care of hours ago. My other sister, the fifteen year old, has had her boyfriend over most of the afternoon and has yet to play *correction she is playing now and creating her very own Mii* it's very boring watching the creation of another's charcter, this is the second one I've seen created today, I'm kinda like Frankenstein in a vauge sort of way.
Now onto the games...Harry Potter, my new favorite, you play as Harry and you get to do a multitude of things. Fly, duel, which can be quite painful if the spell you are trying to cast involves flinging both the remote and the nunchuck at your face, which believe it or not readers ,it does require you to do on occasion, like Levicorpus, and we of special intrests know what that does....and Protego, also require much flinging about. In general spells of charms and jinxes and the like reqiure flinging about of a certain degree. I've played so much HP my left arm is shaking and it hurts to keep it in an upright postion. But my favorite HP activity is that of Potions making, I just love making potions, picking up the little vials, shaking them up and pouring them out, heating up my cauldron and stirring it up, no matter how boring it sounds I promise you it's so much fun I could barely stand to turn it off. But I did, and then came Mario Party 8. I'm not so sure what the point of the game is, but occasionally I did have fun, when I played the odd basketball at least, and it's something I can excel at and I'm proud at myself. Wii Sports, I've had a blast! I took the age thing and I'm the youngest of both my younger sisters! I'm 54 while they are in their late 70's ha! I've played all the sports offered and I kick butt at baseball and tennis, tennis is somewhat understandable considering I played tennis for all of two months in the seventh grade. Baseball....I've never really been into the sport but I may start to be into it later on down the road.
Anyways it's getting late, and I can barely move my right arm from punching the punching bag so much and from baseball, and probably from spell casting and potions, it's a tiring interactive fun way to spend an afternoon and I can pretty much guarantee a good night's rest for me. Night to all. And please gentle readers don't be afraid to post comments on thoughts or anything else, you don't even have to be a member to do so! Lots of love and luck sent your way from mine!
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
School, road trips and sulky sisters
New Post my faithful readers, though how many readers I've got I've no idea, if I have any....
Anywhoo, I just got back from a road-trip. I wish I could say it was to Texas to see Twi-Con, but alas, it was to a farm about 2 hours from here. Nice drive especially when it's time spent with friends, the only not nice thing about it was the getting stuck in the mud. Now for all of those who know what I'm talking about please agree with me 100%, for those of you who don't...I don't suggest trying this at home for shits and giggles. Now the very spacious farm has a pond at the bottom of a hill, and I don't know about much anywhere else but it was raining for a good part of the day, enough to make the road slick with mud and clay, for future reference...this is *not* I repeat not a good combination for a car travelling uphill, or downhill for any matter. So after we got out of the car and trudged around a good bit we decide to go back to the car and try to make our way past the muddy trench. Not so easy. After spinning the wheels for a good while we decide that it would be smart if two of us try to push the car(which equaled the whole of my right side hurting so bad) while the third does something involving the clutch and gas and neutral, what kind of combo this is I've no clue...long story short it doesn't work and the only thing we've accomplished is getting the tires caked with mud and our shoes and my jeans soaked and dirty(mud splatter, yuck). So we go off on a search for rocks. You'd think there would be rocks at a pond right? It is a pond and with ponds normally come rocks, but no, not this pond. This pond had no rocks to be found around it, so we were pretty much stuck. We try all sorts of different maneuvers and none of them work. We try and call all kinds of different people but no answers. WE decide to try just one last time, this time driving half on the grassy median and half in the woods. I became quite close to a couple of the tree branches as they hit me in the face. Thankfully we made it! And just as we finish our celebratory yells, what happens? The phone rings, I got you there didn't I faithful readers, you thought we got stuck again huh? Nope, just the phone ringing with the person who we tried to call earlier to help get us out of that muddy mess.
After the excursion with the mud we go to see the cows, these are not dairy cows, so it's best not to name them *hint hint* We enter their field and one member of our party decides to try and feed them. Slowly one of the cows from the background slowly gets closer to us, and closer and closer. We get scared, thinking of the Running with the Bulls in Spain, and how that cow looks quite menacing. We know that if we run the cows could charge and squish us, but that thought leaves our heads when not one cow, but three start moving closer, one for each of us. What do we do? We take off running, just hoping that we can make it to the gate before the cows make it to us. Obviously we succeeded, otherwise this post would not be in existence right now. So we make it to the other side of the gate and turn around and catch our breath. What do we see but three cows pretty much right were they were when we ran. It is my firm belief that they mentally communicated with each other and were all 'Hey guys check this out, I bet we can make those chicks run for their lives. It'd be the best thing that happened all year.'
After we got over that little scare two of our group decided to brave the pen again and go back in while I was self-designated picture taker, got some pretty okay one's if I do say so myself.
Putting the majority of the farm visit into a short little blurb: On the farm there is a slave cemetery, you can tell where the bodies went because the earth has settled down, since slaves couldn't afford boxes they were just buried in the ground so once the bodies decomposed....earth settled creating little dips. Well one of the head markers had writing on it, and since we all know most slaves were illiterate putting writing on this one meant that this person was very important to them. It is believed to say 'Annie....last name....and either a 6 or an 8' it's amazing that things like this can be found, untouched by humans, run over by Mother Earth herself, but it's also sad seeing how small some of the graves were and knowing that cruelty human cruelty put most likely many of them there. From there we went on to a storage unit, and then to a run down, but very nice house, not publishing the name out of respect for the owner.
After the farm we stopped at a friend's aunt's house where I met some of her family, they were very nice and I appreciated so much what they did for us. Watched Leatherheads very enjoyable, and finally fell asleep at about 2 am. We woke up around 10-ish, actually we went upstairs around 10-ish we were probably awake for quite some time, skipped on breakfast and were ready to go. We close the door, alarm set and venture to the car where the driver realizes we have a flat tire...much waiting later and a wallet a bit lighter we head out for lunch, it now being about 12:30 or close to that time. We stop at an AMAZING restaurant named Ham's, they serve more than ham( I myself got an Angus burger and cheesy bacon fries) I was so full I couldn't even finish my sand which, that honestly was probably the best restaurant meal I've either had in ages or ever. And we are on our way back home!
Once I got home I was exhausted and not in the mood to put up with sulky little sisters who complain whenever they don't get their way, and for those of you who know my sisters it's not the youngest for once...shocker! I'm babysitting my cousin's son who's not even a year old tomorrow*insert awwws here* and she wants to come along, I have no problem with it, but I told her to talk with the parents first, well she did and she didn't get the answer she was looking for, now she's sulking all around the house, ignoring me and I'm too tired to deal with her shit-attitude so I tell her she can't act this way she's 15 for godssake. What does she do? Ignore me again, and turns on her music. Teenagers, can't live with them, couldn't be anywhere if we weren't one ourselves.
And now onto school, 20-odd days away. I start back the 24th my second year at my school of choice, and I'm excited yet dreading it all at the same time. Excited because I'll get to see my friends again, dreading it because I know the work load will probably try and kick my butt. Hopefully it won't be too dreadful because I'm going to have a birthday party about a month after the semester starts back up... I kinda can't wait for that, really just because I'll be seeing alot of my friends that I haven't seen in a long time, I miss seeing all my friends.
One other quick little blurb to throw in...Craig Horner is SEXY AS HELL. I could eat ice cream off that man's chest. You don't know who he is? Search Craig Horner shirtless, it'll get you interested I guarantee it.
Anywhoo, I just got back from a road-trip. I wish I could say it was to Texas to see Twi-Con, but alas, it was to a farm about 2 hours from here. Nice drive especially when it's time spent with friends, the only not nice thing about it was the getting stuck in the mud. Now for all of those who know what I'm talking about please agree with me 100%, for those of you who don't...I don't suggest trying this at home for shits and giggles. Now the very spacious farm has a pond at the bottom of a hill, and I don't know about much anywhere else but it was raining for a good part of the day, enough to make the road slick with mud and clay, for future reference...this is *not* I repeat not a good combination for a car travelling uphill, or downhill for any matter. So after we got out of the car and trudged around a good bit we decide to go back to the car and try to make our way past the muddy trench. Not so easy. After spinning the wheels for a good while we decide that it would be smart if two of us try to push the car(which equaled the whole of my right side hurting so bad) while the third does something involving the clutch and gas and neutral, what kind of combo this is I've no clue...long story short it doesn't work and the only thing we've accomplished is getting the tires caked with mud and our shoes and my jeans soaked and dirty(mud splatter, yuck). So we go off on a search for rocks. You'd think there would be rocks at a pond right? It is a pond and with ponds normally come rocks, but no, not this pond. This pond had no rocks to be found around it, so we were pretty much stuck. We try all sorts of different maneuvers and none of them work. We try and call all kinds of different people but no answers. WE decide to try just one last time, this time driving half on the grassy median and half in the woods. I became quite close to a couple of the tree branches as they hit me in the face. Thankfully we made it! And just as we finish our celebratory yells, what happens? The phone rings, I got you there didn't I faithful readers, you thought we got stuck again huh? Nope, just the phone ringing with the person who we tried to call earlier to help get us out of that muddy mess.
After the excursion with the mud we go to see the cows, these are not dairy cows, so it's best not to name them *hint hint* We enter their field and one member of our party decides to try and feed them. Slowly one of the cows from the background slowly gets closer to us, and closer and closer. We get scared, thinking of the Running with the Bulls in Spain, and how that cow looks quite menacing. We know that if we run the cows could charge and squish us, but that thought leaves our heads when not one cow, but three start moving closer, one for each of us. What do we do? We take off running, just hoping that we can make it to the gate before the cows make it to us. Obviously we succeeded, otherwise this post would not be in existence right now. So we make it to the other side of the gate and turn around and catch our breath. What do we see but three cows pretty much right were they were when we ran. It is my firm belief that they mentally communicated with each other and were all 'Hey guys check this out, I bet we can make those chicks run for their lives. It'd be the best thing that happened all year.'
After we got over that little scare two of our group decided to brave the pen again and go back in while I was self-designated picture taker, got some pretty okay one's if I do say so myself.
Putting the majority of the farm visit into a short little blurb: On the farm there is a slave cemetery, you can tell where the bodies went because the earth has settled down, since slaves couldn't afford boxes they were just buried in the ground so once the bodies decomposed....earth settled creating little dips. Well one of the head markers had writing on it, and since we all know most slaves were illiterate putting writing on this one meant that this person was very important to them. It is believed to say 'Annie....last name....and either a 6 or an 8' it's amazing that things like this can be found, untouched by humans, run over by Mother Earth herself, but it's also sad seeing how small some of the graves were and knowing that cruelty human cruelty put most likely many of them there. From there we went on to a storage unit, and then to a run down, but very nice house, not publishing the name out of respect for the owner.
After the farm we stopped at a friend's aunt's house where I met some of her family, they were very nice and I appreciated so much what they did for us. Watched Leatherheads very enjoyable, and finally fell asleep at about 2 am. We woke up around 10-ish, actually we went upstairs around 10-ish we were probably awake for quite some time, skipped on breakfast and were ready to go. We close the door, alarm set and venture to the car where the driver realizes we have a flat tire...much waiting later and a wallet a bit lighter we head out for lunch, it now being about 12:30 or close to that time. We stop at an AMAZING restaurant named Ham's, they serve more than ham( I myself got an Angus burger and cheesy bacon fries) I was so full I couldn't even finish my sand which, that honestly was probably the best restaurant meal I've either had in ages or ever. And we are on our way back home!
Once I got home I was exhausted and not in the mood to put up with sulky little sisters who complain whenever they don't get their way, and for those of you who know my sisters it's not the youngest for once...shocker! I'm babysitting my cousin's son who's not even a year old tomorrow*insert awwws here* and she wants to come along, I have no problem with it, but I told her to talk with the parents first, well she did and she didn't get the answer she was looking for, now she's sulking all around the house, ignoring me and I'm too tired to deal with her shit-attitude so I tell her she can't act this way she's 15 for godssake. What does she do? Ignore me again, and turns on her music. Teenagers, can't live with them, couldn't be anywhere if we weren't one ourselves.
And now onto school, 20-odd days away. I start back the 24th my second year at my school of choice, and I'm excited yet dreading it all at the same time. Excited because I'll get to see my friends again, dreading it because I know the work load will probably try and kick my butt. Hopefully it won't be too dreadful because I'm going to have a birthday party about a month after the semester starts back up... I kinda can't wait for that, really just because I'll be seeing alot of my friends that I haven't seen in a long time, I miss seeing all my friends.
One other quick little blurb to throw in...Craig Horner is SEXY AS HELL. I could eat ice cream off that man's chest. You don't know who he is? Search Craig Horner shirtless, it'll get you interested I guarantee it.
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