A little late, but I finally discovered Angry Birds. It was fun. I thought my husband would enjoy it, so I told him to check it out when he got back in town on Friday. By Sunday afternoon, I was ready to shove his iPhone where the birds don't fly. He was officially obsessed.
So before I left town myself, I decided to leave him a gift. His very own Angry Cardinal, staring malevolently from his computer desk. Nicely stuffed with poly pellets, for added "heft" (hey at least it's not a tennis ball!). Not saying I will, but its the perfect size to throw at a distracted husband who says "just one more level and I will [feed the children/take out the trash/rejoin the land of the living]".