Attack of the birds ...
So this morning I was getting ready to go and my dad started calling me on my cell. He's already out front so I'm thinking he's calling to tell me that he's leaving without me. And he was. But he was gonna go drop off the lawn mower and then come back by to get me so I could do my hair and stuff. Well I walk out front after NOT picking up the phone and he's driving off so I freak out and grab my straightner and dump it in the car. No one tells me what's going on. Anyway so I sulk all the way over and then all the way back. To which my father informs me that I'm an angry little girl and I spend most of my time being mad at him. WRONG! But he's the dad so he knows all right?! They all think that. Anyway, come home fix the hair and meet Dad and his cuz Anna w/ her daughter Taylor at the Galleria. Snobby snobby. But fun. Hang out there for a while. Then Dad meets Liz (his fiancee-I'll have to update that story) at Exposure to rockclimb and we hang out there till Anna, Taylor and I head to On The Border to go eat. We wanted to sit outside. It was pretty. Well. (And here comes the funny bit.) I ended up being in just the righ position .. underneath a bird's ass to get pooped on. GROSS! Here we are about to eat lunch and I have bird feeces running down my hair. So I look at Anna and go 'Please tell me that I do not have bird poop in my hair.' She just closes her mouth and nods. I was like 'Can I die now, please?' So she wipes it out so you can't see it and then I go the bathroom but still it's just knowing that there was bird ca-ca in my hair that is disgusting!! But makes for great story telling, right? K that is all.
SOO CUTE!
Just had to put that in!
SOO CUTE!
Just had to put that in!