There was a bird in my house today. If you wanna find out all about it you will have to watch the above video. But I am warning you right now. It is long. It is rambling. And it is extremely nasal passagey. But I went to the trouble to make the dang thing and I'm not gonna sit here and type it all out so you can avoid whatever unpleasantness you might encounter by watching the video. If you wanna know how it ended, you will have to watch the below video which I promise is much shorter and shot from a different angle so there is a lot less nasal involved.
If you, like me, are curious as to how the bird got in the house in the first place, you might find it interesting to know that after Z and E and I searched the room, we all went downstairs. Then I realized I had left my phone upstairs on the windowsill and when I went up to fetch it, I found the door that leads out to the deck from the hall wide open. Emily is the one who entered the room via the deck and she insists that she did not leave the door ajar. So at this point I must assume it is the same ghost that we have living in our house who leaves all of Emily's stuff strewn about and puts her dirty dishes back on the table after she has washed them.
END OF THE DAY UPDATE- I have a new phrase for those days when you just don't get anything accomplished: "It was a bird in the house kinda' day."
PS- The guest room has been thoroughly checked and recheck and re-rechecked. My dear husband even went up there and stood in the room with me while I held a light under the bed and looked there. Still no bird.
END OF THE DAY UPDATE- I have a new phrase for those days when you just don't get anything accomplished: "It was a bird in the house kinda' day."
PS- The guest room has been thoroughly checked and recheck and re-rechecked. My dear husband even went up there and stood in the room with me while I held a light under the bed and looked there. Still no bird.
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