When I was a little girl I wanted to be Snow White, after the past couple weeks I think I would have been terrible at being Snow White. I would have kicked those little squirrels and birds right out of my dirt floor cottage.



So last night I came home and thought…dang those birds are loud. Then I realized that it sounded like they were coming from my laundry room. So I listened at my laundry room door and dang those birds were in my laundry room. So me being the smart kid I am, I didn’t open the door and went straight to the front office. That is, after all why we have a front office. So anyways, I go to the front office and I told them that I had a bird in my laundry room. They looked at me and said, “You don’t have a bird in your laundry room.” To which I responded, “Yes, I do!.” They said that they would send someone over to check it out. So a few minutes later Carlos walks in. Picture the following dialogue happening in a latin accent.



“Yo man, I hear you got a bird in your laundry room.”

“Yes…let me show you.” And I lead him to the laundry room.

He opens the door and looks in and said, “Man there ain’t no bird in your laundry room.”

“Just stand there and listen.” Sure enough there was some rather loud chirping.

“Oh man, you got a bird in your dryer hose. What we gotta do is turn on the dryer and the bird won’t like the heat, so it will just fly outta there.”

“Ok, sounds good to me, turn on the dryer.”

2 minutes later we turn the dryer off and there is still chirping.

“Oh man, we gotta pull your dryer out.”

So he pulls out the dryer and takes off the dryer hose.

“Oh man, we got a baby in here. Here, hold this.” So he hands me the dryer hose with the baby bird in it. He proceeds to poke around in the vent and then I hear, “Oh man, these birds are in your dryer…we gotta get this outta here.” The radio comes out. “Hey boss, we gotta get this dryer out here…she’s got birds.”

The other guy shows up and they move the dryer out of my apartment and into the hallway. Sure enough there are 2 baby birds in the back of the dryer.

“Oh man, I think these birds are gonna die.”

“Well they shouldn’t have built the nest in my dryer vent should they?”

Carlos definitely felt worse about this than I did.

“Ok, now we are gonna move your dryer back in your apartment, ok man.”

I walk into my laundry room and listen and I said, “Oh no you are not moving that back in here. Listen!”

“Oh man, they are in your vent too! Well we are just gonna have to wait until they fall out. What we do is we put your dryer on your porch and then you wait for babies to fall out then we move your dryer back. Ok man?”

Not have much choice, I agreed. So now my dryer is on the porch so I look like a total redneck.

So they leave and I start to wash some clothes that I had worn earlier that day. I needed to wash the clothes because me being the klutz I am, I had gotten barbeque sauce on my white capris during the mandatory picnic we had to go to at work…but that’s a whole other story. So I quick open the laundry room door, run in, start the laundry and cautiously peek at the vent. There was something in there that was bigger than a baby bird and it was looking at me. So I run back out, shut the door and go back to the front office. They said that they were going to send the vent company out first thing this morning to vacuum the vent and that for the rest of the evening I was just going to have to deal with it and keep the door shut. Not really a big deal, but there is about an inch and a half crack between the door and the floor. I get a bath towel and cram it between the floor and the door. So I start to decompress and I am reading a book when all of sudden something shoots across my living room and rams into my sliding glass door. I freak and open up my front door and my sliding glass door…and I couldn’t find it. I had no idea where it had gone. So I picked up my cat and set her in the living room and I had her try to figure out where the bird was. Sure enough she goes nuts by the entertainment center and the bird flies up and hits the side of the sliding glass door that wasn’t open. So the bird is still hopping in my living room. The cat went over to pounce on it, the bird finally gets where its supposed to go and flies out my door. So now I am totally freaked out again and I stuff 2 towels underneath the door. The 4th baby finally fell down the vent and I got that out of my apartment too because the chirping was really getting to me by this point. So finally by 9:30 I think I am done with birds, I have 2 towels stuffed underneath the door and I am trying to decompress.



Then there is a really loud knock on my door. I open it a crack and some random guy said, “Yo man is there a guy in there that can help me lift some heavy stuff?” To which I replied, “nope there isn’t.” and then quickly shut and locked the door. I’m not stupid, I’ve seen Silence of the Lambs.



So that was my random night. I hope I don’t have another one of those for awhile.



That is all.

So I am a huge nerd...like big time huge nerd! The 5th Harry Potter movie comes out this week and I am so stoked! Also, the conclusion of the series in book form comes out towards the end of the month...which is when I will be traveling so I should have time to read it. So in honor of the big month of Harry Potter I read all 6 books again (so I remember what happened) and I took this little Harry Potter quiz online to see which kid I am most like...and I was not surprised by the results.
Which HP Kid Are You?

The reason that I am not surprised was because my friend Tim about 4 years ago got me hooked on the Harry Potter series because he said that I was Hermione Granger (right down to the out of control hair). After reading the 1st book, I definitely was Hermione in my younger years...probably still am. Moving on...

In other news, on the 4th my friends and I decided that we should go hiking. And we did...and it was fun...but we sort of, um, kind of, got off the trail. We were never LOST...we just weren't on the trail. One of our numbers kind of freaked so we had to turn around and go home. I think that if the other 2 of us had stayed out there we could have figured out where we went wrong...but we didn't. So the fact that I couldn't follow the trail was really annoying me. I had talked to one of my coworkers and he said to hike it the opposite direction and we shouldn't get lost. So I wanted to go this Saturday and figure it out...but no one wanted to go with me. So I went alone because its a well traveled trail and I figured I would be fine. And I was. So don't worry. However, I get about .75 miles in and I heard something on the side of the trail. (At this point I am in woods, like trees all around can't see where I am woods.) So I stopped and I see all these little quail babies jump from the ground onto a nearby fallen log. I figure that must have been what the noise was so I continue forward. Then all of a sudden this mother of all quails flies out of the brush and puffs up at me like she's gonna kick my ass. I stomped my feet at her and she moved up the trail...and I followed just because I wanted to get further up the trail. She peeled off the trail after a few yards and I continued on my journey. I finally break into a clearing with a fantastic view of the canyon when I realize that my next task is walking over a ton of rocks. (Rocks=rattlesnakes). So I listened real carefully and ran across the rocks way fast. So I finally reach the summit area and took some pics and continued on the trail. At this point I am almost 2 miles into the trail and I have roughly 2 miles to go. So I start down on the other side of the summit (towards the area where my friends and I went off the trail) when I hear something screeching. I look up and its a red squirrel in a tree and he is PISSED! I mean beyond belief he wants me dead PISSED!!! So he is in the tree screeching at me, and I stomp my feet at him. Well this didn't help anything he just starts coming down the tree at me. So I yelled at him to knock it off (don't know what I thought that would do) and he starts to run back up the tree a little then decides he's not a pansy and starts coming at me again. This time I blew a raspberry at him...(yes I know...mature...yes I know to a squirrel) and he is still screeching and he is now coming to get me. At this point I decide that he is clearly a rabid attack squirrel from hell so I beat feet and get out of there (picture Johnny Depp running in Pirates...I'm sure that's what I looked like.) So it took me an hour to walk 2 miles in and 20 minutes to run 2 miles out. I'm not even kidding. Granted the 2 miles in was mostly uphill...but still. So I definitely prefer hiking with friends.

I get to head to the east coast in a few short weeks. I can't believe it's July already! I have been at my job for over 10 months!!!

That is all!!