Wii, wii, wii all the way home.

Okay. I've had what Oprah might call a light bulb moment. I never really even realized that I had a problem until last night. You see, I was invited to attend a Bachelor finale get together last night with a bunch of other gals in the ward. Now, mind you, I have not even watched one episode of the Bachelor, but I was wanting to hang out and have a good time.

I was born a grown up. Always had a lot of responsibility and no time for play or watching television, as most kids are accustomed in their formative years. I never have liked cartoons or what most would consider childish things. I never had Barbies or a bike or ever went to Disneyland. I still have never seen most movies that some would consider an elemental part of growing up. ie: Mary Poppins, Sound of Music, etc.

Dry your eyes. Last night as I arrived at the Twilley's home, Jared and Michelle were playing Tetris on the Wii. For me it was the sweetest sight, but at the same time realizing, "I never do this." I don't play enough. I don't play. Jared tried to show me how to play the game, but for all I was worth at it, I might as well have been born a dog without poseable thumbs.

So, the moral of this story is this. I have learned that there is more to life than all business. Sure, I laugh a lot and make jokes constantly, but that is just my cover to hide what is lacking in me. I have learned that I take the phrase in my patriarchal blessing "Life is not easy, nor was it ever meant to be" as an absolute in everything I do. I forget to see the joy.

I am going to challenge Mark to a game of bowling on the Wii when he gets home from school.