She's been addicted to Angry Birds since the day she first got a smartphone. She's beaten every one, perfected every level, and eagerly awaits each new installment - I'm sure she knows the release dates better than she does our children's birthdays.
(Honey - If you're reading this, it's just a euphemism - I'm not serious. But December 21 & 26, OK?)
But I think I have to eat some crow on this one.
The other day The Boy introduced me to Plants vs Zombies. And now I can't put it down.
Me, a guy who:
- Doesn't like most video games unless there is a sport involved or things are getting blown up,
- Makes fun of his Wife for the "Stupid Pig Game",
- and Doesn't have a green thumb to save his life,
This is going to be tough.
Tell me how it sounds, okay?
From the bottom of my heart, I'm sorry - I won't laugh every time you express frustraion with Avain/Swine relations. I won't poke fun at you when you curse openly in public because you tapped the screen at the wrong time. And I won't complain anymore when the light from your phone keeps me up because you want to "Finish this level before you go to sleep".
I apologize - I understand now.
I know where you are coming from.
Now - could you please get me another cup of coffee? I would, but I'm busy dealing with a herd of screen-door carrying corpses.
That'll work, eh?