Tuesday, June 30, 2009

death by a million pecks

So this morning, I'm out for my morning run. I'm nearing the end and thinking to myself "hmm, I'm feeling better than usual. This is great!" And then I hear this sort of manic chirping from this bird overhead. I look up and see a face that all too closely resembled this:

In about 3 tenths of a second, I realized that face was headed directly for my head. No, I'm completely dead serious. This mad crazy bird was dive bombing me. Total Kamikaze. I practically hit the deck and took crash position. I completely panicked. I mean, in which of my college general eds was I prepared to defend myself from the attacks of a rabid bird. I had no idea what to do. Each time I got up and tried to carry on my way, the attack would resume.

Well, the long story short is after what seemed like an eternity (and in reality was probably 30 seconds or so) I had had enough of trying to outrun the crazy beast and the bird had made it clear that it was not concerned about my best efforts to whack him with my spastic arm waving. This thing was relentless in its pursuit to obliterate me (Yes, I'm aware that the bird was probably like 1 1/4 lbs in total body weight but that is beside point. Did I mention that I'm pretty sure it had rabies?)

I did the only thing I could think of. I threw my Ipod at it. And then my cell phone. Yep, that's right. Both of them, hurled at the maniacal freak. I was certain that that would put an end to the madness. I WAS WRONG!! The bird was just crazy before this move. Now the bird was crazy and mad as all get out. Well, my fight or flight reflex had used up its first option so flight was my only option. I tore out of the park and ran straight home and into my room where I woke Adam up and scared the bejabbers out of him before I could explain that the reason I was hysterical was because we needed to go to the park to reclaim my phone that I was too chicken (no pun intended) to retrieve in the middle of my bird throwdown. Fortunately, he was kind enough to not openly mock me and instead braved the bird (who incidentally did NOT dive bomb him) and reclaimed my phone.

Seriously? Who does this kind of ridiculosity happen to? I wish it had been videotaped. It would be hilarious to see again.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

I'm bored.

What are you guys doing to entertain yourselves this summer during the week? And what about weekends? I keep thinking I can't wait till the weekend to do something super fun and then I realize I have absolutely no creative ideas! Sigh.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Happy Father's Day

To the Dads nearest and dearest to our hearts. We love you so very much.

And to the Dad at our house, Elizabeth is one lucky girl to have the Dad that she has. We love you.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

I miss the college version of Tamara.

Being able to stay up until 4 am. Eating nothing but junk food and having no repercussions. Getting away with a cosmetic routine that consisted exclusively of putting on chapstick. Gorging myself on beauty sleep. Being capable of getting a great tan. Where did all of that go?

Fortunately I got a cute hubby and a super fun baby when all that other stuff disappeared. Remarkably they seem to be getting cuter as each day passes. Sure helps to soften the blow.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

The thing that's great about babies is...

they seem to know just how to make every moment priceless. Why didn't anyone ever tell me that babies are this great?