My name is Rachel, and I have an addiction. It's an addiction I never thought I would have because I've never had a problem with anything like it before. But over the past few months I have found myself unable to stop. My addiction: Angry Birds.
Back story: I follow a lot of great people on Twitter (shameless plug- feel free to follow me on Twitter here.) One of those great people is named Michael Schlact (click on his name to follow him- he is awesome). He is a wonderful professional baseball player- he played with the Rangers minor league team in Frisco. For the longest time I would see him tweet about this game he was playing on his smart phone called Angry Birds. I've never really been that into video games (phone or non phone related), so I didn't pay too much attention. Then one day my curiosity got the better of me, and I downloaded it on my iPhone (it was free). Yeah, since then I have found myself unable to stop playing it.
The object of the game is to use a slingshot to shoot birds at pigs. These pigs are usually "protected" by some sort of structure which you have to knock down in order to kill them (they can be made of stone, ice or boards). Depending on the round, you only get so many birds to shoot. You have to figure out how far back to pull the slingshot so you don't overshoot the structure. Also you have to figure out where to aim the bird so it hits the target. I know it sounds silly, but really, I'm addicted. I might have a problem....I have a good friend at work I just told about this game. She's about to download it on her phone right now. Welcome to the dark side Linds! ;)
For those with iPhones, iPads or iPod touches and are interested in the game, go here to download it. I believe it's 99 cents now to download, but you can search for the Angry Birds Lite version, that is free.
Now, this is my first attempt to do a Tasty Tuesday. Since I've made it clear in past posts that I'm not much of a cook, I want everyone to know this was my Aunt Patsy's recipe (so you can all breathe a sigh of relief!) ;) My mom has been making this my whole life. It's the only time I will eat tuna! It's also the only time I eat green peas. It's really good too!! :)
1 box macaroni and cheese dinner
1/2 cup milk
1- 6 oz can of tuna
1 can green peas
1 can cream of mushroom soup
Several slices of processed cheese
Prepare macaroni and cheese dinner as directed on box. Stir in milk and soup. Gently stir in tuna and peas. Heat and pour into a casserole bowl. Put cheese slices on top. Heat in 350 degree oven until cheese is melted.
I hope you enjoy! This recipe is very simple, even I can make it!! :)
101 in 1001 update!
Part of my 101 in 1001 challenge is to blog at least once a month about my progress. I really need to step it up. :)
Completed challenges:-I volunteered to work at my company's annual seminar (it's held in July).
-I became an organ donor for the state of Texas. Here is my donor card as proof!
-I bought a new outfit. (yes, I got it at Kohl's). I got this cute cardigan (okay, I actually got two. One white and one brown- see below for a picture of the white one). I also bought a cute top to go under it. AND I bought a new pair of jeans.* I meant to take a picture of me wearing the outfit and forgot, so for now you can see the picture of the cardigan from the Kohl's website. I'll try and take a picture of me wearing the outfit soon.
I also have a few challenges that are "in process". One of those is to finish Jillian's 30 Day Shred workout video. I've started three times and haven't made it past Day 5. I started it again last night. Here's hoping I can make it to Day 30 without
hurting myself giving up getting lazy. A reminder you can check out my progress on the 101 in 1001 list here.
*Okay, a side note about me shopping for jeans at Kohl's last weekend. I recently (okay, 6 months ago), went up a size in my jeans (and all you females out there know this can be a traumatic thing for a woman). I accepted it and am comfortable with my size. I have moved on- I am beautiful no matter what size jeans I wear. I was in the dressing room trying on my clothes when I overheard a girl in the dressing room talking to her friend. She was like, "I'm going to have to get a smaller jeans size. This size **insert jeans size here** is way too big, they practically fall off of me. They are made for someone much bigger than me." Friends, it took every fiber of my being not to jump over the wall to cause bodily harm to that girl. I am that "someone" who wears the size that was "swallowing" this girl, I didn't want to hear about it. Umph!
Hope everyone is have a fabulous week so far!