HA!

Walking through the mall the other day I passed one of those kiosks that sit in the middle of the hallway. It was for fake hair. The kind girls clip in to make their hair look fuller, longer, curlier etc. As I was going one way a little boy and his mother was going by in the other direction. The little boy looked up, pointed and said "Look Mommy! We could buy Daddy some hair!"

It's for the birds!!!

Loyal readers may remember our strange dealings with other birds. Well, I've got a new one for the list.

I went out to my car yesterday afternoon ready to head home for the day. Sitting on the roof of my car was a fledgling swallow. On the roof of the car next to me, baby bird's parents. As I walked up to the door of my car I figured the baby bird would fly off startled and I would have no worries. WRONG. What happened was mom and dad bird decided I was out to do harm to their young and started to fly...at my head. I backed off a good twenty feet and they followed me. Backing away further they gave up and I called Andy. "What do I do? I can't get in the car? And if I could I don't want to drive off with baby still on the roof, it could fall and get hurt or run over!"

As I was talking I was edging back towards my car. No good. Mom and dad came back after. To Andy's delight I might add as I shrieked into the cell phone "They're after me!!! Ahhhh!!!" I also would like to thank my fellow employees in the parking garage who couldn't have cared less that a woman was shrieking.

Eventually, I gave up and went back into the building for 20 minutes to give the birds time to figure out how to get themselves off my car. When I came back out, baby was gone, but the parents were still hovering around. After making sure baby was no where to be found, including under the wheels of my car, I made a mad dash for it and got myself home.

I suppose it's reassuring in a way they found my car a safe place to be.

And now you're even older...

Happy Birthday to me...

Oh have you seen the muffin man?

Nag nag nag

Andy's been bragging that he's blogged more than me recently. I just haven't had much to talk about, but I can't let him win! So here's today's post, just because.

Oh...

I went to the mall yesterday and tried on some clothes. While I was in the dressing room I overheard this:

Girl in dressing room next to me: UGH! I really need to lose my gut.
Friend shopping with her: Yeah, I know what you mean. Mine needs some major work too.
Salewoman: Excuse me...I couldn't find those pants in a size 2, but I did find a 4 petite. Would that work?
Girl #1: No, a 4 is too big and petites aren't quite long enough on me.