bird for dinner?
ok, so i know i haven’t posted in ages. i’ve been sick, like, i felt like i was going to die kind of sick. first it was a cold, i stuck it out and went to work because i didn’t want to get in trouble for attendance. i sorta recovered from that, and then i get some sort of sore throat, my neck is swollen up and the doc doesn’t know what the heck is wrong with me. “here, take these anti-biotics and call me in 10 days if you aren’t dead”. right… fine, ok. so, i miss four days of work and i’m completely comotose for most of it.
the photo shoot? well, that went rather well, and i don’t feel like uploading the pictures at the moment. i spent the night up at Pain’s place, since he lives so far away and taking photos takes such a long time, daecon didn’t want me driving home so tired. it was so wierd, i haven’t spend a night away from daecon in two years. Pain was a perfect gentleman, and bought me breakfast the next morning.
i’m currently three pages into my next story, and i hope to be done with it by the middle of october. my poetry and one completed story is now up at www.eroticwhisper.com , but you have to buy a membership to get in. sorry kids, just the way it goes ;) of course, for those of you that know me, ask nicely when its done and i’ll see what i can do.
suppose to have a dinner date with a friend saturday night, but he hasn’t gotten confirmation on a family function. i’ll find out about that tomorrow.
oh… i have to tell you about the bird. this happened last wednesday, during the height of my feverish stupor. i was fading in and out of a feverish sleep in my bedroom when i hear this noise very much out of place with what i was expecting. loud banging and flapping, with occasional squawking noises… what in the world???
so, i get up, don my robe and go to check it out. there is my cat, bai long, sitting on the king james leather bound edition of the bible (its the largest book i have for simon to sit on so he can reach the table), poised over a very large female cardinal that is feebly trying to peck at her nose. “what in the world are you DOING!” i croak at my cat through a raw voice.
she of course comes over and looks at me expectantly for a moment, then meows. almost as if she is saying “see, i brought you supper. i knew you weren’t feeling well, so i even injured it for you”. i thanked her, and asked her to please take it outside. she gives me a
look of indignation and stalks back to the bird, giving it an almost absentminded swipe for pecking at her.
ok, fine…. i went back and closed the door to my bedroom and passed out.
some hours later i wake up and peer out. in front of my bedroom door is the head of this bird and feathers EVERYWHERE! massive carnage. my husband is on his way home, and the kids soon after, so i’m frantically trying to vacuum up this feathers, dispose of the head and spray the house down with lysol. of course, bai long is very contendtedly curled up on the couch with a feather sticking out of her mouth.
alright, i’m going to get get naked and soak in hot water now, then go to bed.