I feel like I should be sitting in a circle of chairs amongst friends and fellow and sufferers, saying:
Hi, My name is Aimee. I’m an Angrybirdaholic.
During a variety of delays on my recent trip to Philadelphia, I finished the two books I’d brought along. I found myself stranded with nothing to do, and remembered that Owen had downloaded Angry Birds. 2 rounds and I was hooked. Now would be a great time to discuss the implications of the angry bird trance:
1. Fighting with your kids instead of mediating their arguments “NO! STOP! IT’S MOMMY’S TURN!!!!”
2. Thinking about your bird-bombing strategy before cleaning the bomb that went off in the playroom.
3. Grocery shortage
4. Facebook post deficit
5. No new blog photos
6. Laundry pile-up
Perhaps the birds can help me make a dent in eliminating items from this list?