Bird + Window = Dead Bird

A few weeks ago, my co-workers and I were quietly going about our business as usual, when we heard a DWONG on the window. I looked over just in time to see a dark bird-sized blur fall out of sight. The bird left a small circle of minute feathers clinging to the outside of the window. We watched as they blew away.

A few days after that I went down and walked through the planter area to see if I could find the dead bird. Why? I have no idea. Mostly I wanted to know what kind it was, which is rather silly, as I can't identify many more types of birds than penguin, ostrich and flamingo. I looked around, at any rate, until I found the bird. It was a regular-looking birdish-sized grey-brown bird (can you tell I don't know my birds very well?) with a reddish-brown breast. I thought it had no head at first, but then I nudged it with my shoe and saw that the head had just been tucked underneath. I'm pretty sure it snapped its neck when it hit the window, then fell three stories to the ground, already dead.

The end.

Facebook

I joined.

Actually, I joined sometime back in April, I think. I've been on a grand total of two times since then.

I'd like to keep it that way.

Tree-Hugger's Trap

Tree-Hugger recently bought a cloth shower curtain liner to replace our clear plastic one, which was looking a bit grungy. I asked if I could steam it before it was put up (a habit I picked up at the good old BB&B), and she agreed. After I steamed and hung the cloth liner, I didn't know what to do with the old plastic one. I eventually spread it out in the kitchen and left a note on it that said "Need a tarp for anything?" When I got home from work the plastic liner was gone, and I assumed that was that.

The next morning, however, when I went downstairs, the plastic liner was again on the floor. This time there were Reese's Peanut Butter Cups on top of it--four in a zig-zagging sort of row leading to another four forming a pyramid in the center. If you know anything about me, you will know that I think Reese's Peanut Butter Cups (regular size--not mini) are God's most perfect edible creation, so let's just say I was delighted.

I picked the top peanut butter cup off the pyramid and ate it. Delicious. As I reached down to remove another morsel of bliss from the pile, I discovered a note underneath. I moved the other peanut butter cups aside to see what it said:

"If you're reading this, you fell for my trap! Ha ha!"

I started laughing. The peanut butter cups were in a trail, like you see in movies. I hadn't quite noticed that detail, and of course hadn't eaten them in order, but it was hilarious nonetheless. I love Tree-Hugger's creativity--that is something I never would have thought of doing. It kept me laughing the rest of the day.



P.S. I am not disclosing how many peanut butter cups I ate and in how short a period of time, so don't ask.

Corn

Tonight I ate corn that went straight from Olive's garden to the stove. That is fresh. It was the most delicious corn I have ever tasted. Wow. It was so juicy, it was dribbling down my chin (of course, that could also have been due to the water it was boiled in and the butter I slathered on, but still...). My mouth is salivating just thinking about it.

Too bad I was too chicken to go pick more ears later--I made Olive pick it all herself. It's unfortunate that corn fields are the setting for so many frightening and disturbing scenes in movies (Signs, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, The Stand, Field of Dreams, and The X-Files, to name a few). That and I don't like bugs. I mean, I don't like bugs that are alive and on me. Especially pincher bugs.

Tito el T-Rex

And now, a special treat! A video I made while I was on my mission and my companion was sick (a great use of mission time, I know):



Tito was discovered and pilfered from a box of toys and knick-knacks with a sign that said "FREE" on it.

Jorge the jirafa was obtained from a kids meal at a local eatery.

You don't want to know how long it took me to make this 4-second film.

Enjoy!

Shoehorn

I've got a shoehorn:


And I know how to use it!

To Do

Things I'm supposed to do this weekend:

-unpack from my visit home last weekend
-fold and put away my laundry
-clean my room
-clean the house
-make friendship bread
-text Relief Society hymns to pianist

Reasons why I'm not going to do any of those things:

-It'll still be there on Monday.
-It'll still be there on Monday.
-I don't usually clean my room until it's to the point of driving me nuts.
-I just cleaned the house last week.
-The starter is dead anyway; it should be thrown away.
-I don't know what the lesson is about, so I'd better wait.