Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Spring is here!
And at that moment, when those darling baby birdies start their high-pitched-mind-numbingly-repetitious-ear-piercing-chirping....at THAT moment, I begin to think murderous thoughts about those dear babies. Thoughts like, how I could make the tiniest of "Cornish-hens," or little bitty hot wings, or maybe even Bar-B-Que them.
I feel horrible about these thoughts. And I honestly have never acted on them. (Yet.) But Summer is not yet here. And until the last of the baby birdies has grown up and flown away, I cannot promise you what will happen the next time I am awakened from my already light slumber. I cannot.
Happy Spring Y'all
Miss Jodi (AKA Baby-birdie-hater)