This past Christmas, Michael and I decided that instead of buying each other a bunch of presents that would only be enjoyed individually, we would buy one big present that we would both enjoy. So, after a lot of thought, we decided to get a Wii. The price tag was hard to swallow but it has been worth every penny! Instead of Michael coming home from work and the two of us getting lost in a TV show before bed, we now spend time together playing games.
The Wii was pretty expensive so the only two games we bought to go on it so far are Mario Kart and the old Super Mario Brothers games. The old Brothers game was really fun at first but now we pretty much only play Mario Kart. It has become a sickness. No, really, it is an absolute obsession in our house.
Michael and I are both pretty competitive so the races can/have gotten very intense. In all honesty, he wins more than I do but that’s only because he is a cheater and uses the nun-chuck instead of the harder (but much more fun) wheel like I do. Even still though, I am usually right on his heels and have beaten him maybe 40% of the time. I can’t wait til he gets a wheel (we only have one right now) because I’m planning on making him use it all the time and beating the socks off him. What?…oh no, I’m not bitter at all…
Anyways, we also get competitive with each other when we are playing solo. Right now we both have straight gold medals in the 50 and 100cc races on our licenses so we are now fighting to see who gets straight gold in the 150cc which is MUCH harder. I love this dumb game and literally have spent way too much time and energy on it but sometimes, as passionately as I love it….I also hate it.
The trouble usually starts when I’m playing late at night (like now) or when I’m hormonal. My patience levels are….let’s just say slightly lower than normal and that does not work out well for someone who desires to win more than breath. I get major road rage. In real life, road rage has never been an issue for me. I just drive and accept the fact that other people are going to be stupid and don’t let it upset me. But in Mario Kart….oh boy…when I am in first place and get blown up and end up in 12th place…it’s just not a proud moment.
Can I just say this though? I wouldn’t feel so much pressure to win if it was a fair fight.
/points to Michael who is playing WITHOUT the wheel RIGHT NOW!!
Ready to go a little deeper into the darkness that is my competitive nature? /looks around and whispers…I sometimes get a little evil satisfaction that borders on glee when Michael is playing and gets mad at it for messing him up too! I told you it was a sickness!!
I think I might be in need of some sort of medication.
…sigh…
