Literally. I was out enjoying the lovely Seattle sunshine on Friday and what should happen? That's right, a bird crapped on me. It wasn't great, to say the least, but it wasn't the worst that could've happened. For example: it didn't land in my hair (instead on my sweater), I was wearing a tank under the sweater and had a spare dress jacket in my office. It was my first experience getting crapped on, and hopefully my last!
Scott and I were able to watch the Spelling Bee last week, and shame on you if you missed it! It was great, a nail biter to the very end. You can always watch a good movie like Spellbound, if you need motivation to watch the Bee. These kids are crazy spellers!
Other than that, the week is going well! Our couches arrive on Friday, so look for some pictures then.
Posted by 10lees at June 5, 2007 09:16 PMArgh - to being crapped on by a bird flying by. I'm glad you had a fall back plan. And not in the hair.
:)
Love,
Mom
ok, i can laugh right? :o) cuz i am totally imagining your reaction to said crap... tee heeeee
Posted by: dr gonzo at June 6, 2007 10:03 AMAnd no picture? I am no longer interested.
Posted by: babada at June 6, 2007 12:01 PMThis is a bizare twist of fate. Betsy also was crapped on this week. What are the odds, albeit of happening in seperate locales in the country of birds crapping on individuals in the same week. Maybe the birds are rising up and will kill us all?
Posted by: grey pou pon at June 6, 2007 12:34 PMhmmm, kill us with poo? that doesn't seem pleasant!
feel free to laugh, i actually couldn't stop at the time because, really, what else can you do?
Posted by: 10lees at June 6, 2007 07:43 PMThat is one of my greatest fears. Ugh. I am sooo sorry.
Posted by: Lo at June 7, 2007 11:41 AMI was in Juneau, Ak one summer and walking by two teens and one was crapped on by a sea gull (i know that's not the right tern(m) (that's a type of bird too) - but i grew up calling them that 10) - and I just had to laugh and his friend did too - the poor kid was mortified - esp. with us laughing. I'm glad you have a sense of humor about it 10.
Love,
Mom
So Steve got landed on once by a hawk. I'd prefer that to crapped on.
And the Spelling Bee was... wierd. I liked it, but weird. I lost my earring the other day, and I pictured some strange woman coming into my apartment and finding it under my bed and collecting it for her storage unit. Wierd.