The Things Wii Love

One bright Sunday, we lucked out. After fruitless online searches and many a store scramble, we actually got to a Best Buy in time to get our very own Wii Sports.

Oh yes. It lives up to all the hype.

Needless to say, the Wii has pride of place in our family room. And in our affections. Trust me, for folks like us who are not hard-core gamers, that's big. If you thought that this one's only for the kids, think again. Playing Tennis at home is now an option, Bowling's fun, and so what if the Golf game only underscores my general lack of skill at Driving & Chipping. All right, Putting too. There's Boxing for the blood thirsty softies. Is that combo even possible?

And so taken are we that I actually stood in line to buy the Wii Fit - the newest avtaar - the very first day of its launch, an absolute first for me. Turned out to be a wise decision - methinks.

Now there's Yoga & Aerobics on my TV Screen. I've twirled with 5 Hula Hoops - all at once. In my dreams? Nah, really. I Ski, I Snowboard, play Soccer. Competitively, of course .

Ok, so all this comes laden with scoops of guilt - the kind that monitors one's exercise minutes and performance. Weight targets & ab strength.

But who minds? Me - I'm having fun all the way.

If Size Matters...

Saw the Z9 recently - a tiny, fairly cool wireless headset for cellphones.

Great features, sweet looks.

But it's the name that I love best - The Blue Ant.

The Berry Wives

There was a time when everyone loved the Blackberry. Email on the go, synced calenders, web access, yada, yada. Work life made so darned easy.

And now, the way some of us see it, it's too much of a good thing. The endless fixation, the compelling urge to check mail - while driving, at mealtimes, even for god's sake at a party or a PTA.

So guys, while you stay wedded to the black beauty, we wives are not feeling so merry any more. Really, what was the Bard thinking?

All this is pretty much the story of my life too - try talking to a spouse operating in the haze of Blackberry fumes. There's me, brimming with bright ideas and scintillating conversation, and a fat lot of good it does me, what with absent nods and zilch attention.

One fine, sunny Saturday, hubby dearest having ignored home and hearth all day long - in favor of work - came down and offered magnanimously to spend some time with me. Of course, since his version of quality time is both of us tuned in to Sports on the telly, the next step was to promptly hijack the remote and flash to ESPN. That pretty much put an end to my cook and croon routine.

Still, I could forgive not being able to see my favorite music show just so he'd have a chance to relax. Take a break from email and PPTs.

Who was I kidding?

I peeped into family room ten minutes later to check on things, only to find that SportsCenter was doing its fifth repeat and totally oblivous to LeBron & Crosby, DH was busy.

Doing what, you might ask.

Berry gazing, of course!