I am reading a magazine. The candles are flickering and the glow from the fireplace is warm and comforting. My iPod plays only my music and my cocktail is being enjoyed fresh. No one is screaming. In fact, I sit alone on the best spot of the couch.
I am not in bizarro world. I am not dreaming. My family is home, but they are enthralled with a gadget I should have allowed in my home long long ago.
Daddy and children are jumping over logs, eating coins and maneuvering from level to level.
Thank you Wii. I should have welcomed you long ago.