i am close to 100% sure the sole purpose of my life is to go through ridiculous situations to bring humor to the life of you…my readers.
and i think i should make a new subject label for the side of my blog…
like – adventures in an old house?
you have any ideas? lay ’em on me.
what. was. that?
with the bat.
and colonel mustard. ha.
actually, it sounded worse than that.
because it wasn’t even a bat. and it was echoing in the fireplace, and into a room with no carpet.
ok. so adam got the bird and put it outside.
which is where it still is…12 hours later.
tonight as i was waiting for the bread that i was making to rise…
(with this recipe. you’re welcome, kristin.)
i’m pretty sure i hear a loud chirping.
like…too loud to be just coming from outside with windows that were not open.
a flapping sound in the library.
dude. come off it.
and. since…i guess closing the door and going to bed isn’t an option at 4:30pm.
so we had to do things the grown up way.
well, adam did.
him and the boys go in.
and guess what?
it’s nowhere to be found.
to this day.
as. i. speak.
we had put a board in front of the fireplace to try and prevent any other birds from coming in until our chimney sweep comes this week, and our exterminator comes tomorrow.
i guess that didn’t work?
so now. i made dinner with a tennis racket in one hand and a spatula in the other.
ok. not really, but i was freaking out at every single noise and movement.
so i have decided to do the only logical thing i can think of to do.
purchase a zoo license and just open the doors for admission.
i mean…what else can i do?
so starting wednesday.
$1.00 per visitor.
kids under 3 are free.
tennis rackets will be provided at the door.
cameras are allowed.
the more of you the better, because maybe you can find the missing bird.
and then maybe i can sleep.
over and out, people.
over and out.