If you have rodents of any kind around you-do not let them view this post. I made Ozzy and Templeton go in the other room.

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Thanks to Guppyman for the images. I’m sorry this just cracks me up.

I had forgotten all about this-until a week ago. 6am rolls around, I’m sitting here surfing and watching television when I hear, “Peck, Peck.” At first I thought the wind was blowing and something hit the sliding glass door. Again, “Peck, Peck.” By now I’m freaked out-I slowly slide my chair back and begin to tiptoe back to the door. I stand there and wait. “Peck, Peck.” Ok, not coming from the sliding glass door down here-it’s coming from upstairs. I quietly walk up the stairs and hear it again, (I’m also armed with a short, metal curtian rod), then I see it-the bird. Ramming itself into the picture window in the upstairs living room. Then I remember years past. I know this cannot possibly be the same bird since this first started happening about 10 years ago, but every Spring this bird will show up, build a nest under the over-hang of the roof, and continually ram itself into the picture window until the kids fly away. I have no idea why. Maybe he/she sees the fake flowers on the inside? Perhaps. Perhaps it’s also a crazy bird who likes to ram its beak into glass. The coloring is like a Robin’s-but it has a long beak-the kind of beak that would be good for sucking pollen out of a flower. Or, a beak suitable for glass-ramming. I’m learning to tune it out, but this happens all day-from 6am to 6pm. Twelve hours of non-stop pecking. At least I can say I have a pecker at my window and I wouldn’t be lying.

Ok, I’m actually going to do this-I’ve never participated before-well other than copying from someone else’s blog.

Thirteen Things about Beth Thirteen Things On My Desk That Shouldn’t Be 1. 2 empty candle jars 2. 1 empty Arby’s cup 3. 5 bottles of nail polish 4. 1 jar of salsa 5. 1 bag of Doritos with crumbs 6. 2 empty cigarette packs 7. 3 pairs of earrings 8. 1 quarter 9. 1 package of Wet Ones 10. 1 bottle of Advil 11. 1 bottle of Tylenol Sinus 12. 1 ashtray 13. 1 spoon Links to other Thursday Thirteens! 1. (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!)

Today was a gorgeous, warm day. I managed to clean up leaves from the porch, vacuumed, dusted and mopped, and put away dishes. Yes, an exciting day at my house. I also took a nap-which explains my ramblings 2 posts down. I guess I’m prone to very real, emotional dreams. The type of dreams which make you feel melancholy for the rest of the day. So real. As if I was really hearing, smelling and touching what I was dreaming. No-for you perverts, it wasn’t a sex dream. One of those I wish it would come true dreams. I know it won’t and by tomorrow my head will have cleared and I’ll bounce back into my reality. I just wonder, though. Was the dream actually about the person, or, was it due to my lack of feeling loved lately and wanting to have those euphoric feelings once again? Nothing in the world can compare to being in love, or, caring deeply for someone and having that someone reciprocate the same. Why in the hell do I miss this person? Because he really was a friend that I so happened to care for immensely?