A Bird in the Night

So you see that plate of beautiful pecan pull aparts below? Those were a source of great irritation to my sweet husband the other night. Those who know me know that for about the last year I have hardly slept through a single night. So sometimes when I can't sleep I watch television. Well the other night I was sick of television. So I decided to make a surprise for Richard. I decided it would be nice to have nice hot sweet rolls for him when he woke up. Wrong decision! The first thing that happened was I forgot to put a drip pan under the bundt pan. The sticky rolls decided to drop sticky stuff on the bottom of the oven and burn. When I opened up the oven to check the rolls black smoke rolled out. My first thought was "Oh crap! The fire alarm is going to go off. " So I quickly run to the double french doors and open them wide. I thought I was safe when suddenly there was a very loud noise from the smoke alarm. I am standing below it swishing it with a dishtowel hoping Richard has his good ear down when Jen suddenly appears at the top of the stairs and says, "Is everything all right?" I say, "Oh yea--I am just baking!" Then I hear footsteps of the giant and the giant is standing at the top of the stairs in his purple bathrobe going "What the heck are you doing!!! It is 4:30 in the morning!!" And I sweetly say, "I was just trying to make a surprise for you!" The giant was not amused. End of story? NOPE!

I go back in the kitchen just in time to see a bird fly in the house. Since I am a brilliant human being I decide to chase the bird with a dishtowel. Yes folks that white stuff is bird poop on my kitchen tablecloth.

Now the bird has my numberr and it decides to see how irritated it can make me without getting caught. So it starts playing hide and seek in the vines etc. etc. I have above the cabinets in the kitchen.After he got tired of the vegetation in the kitchen he decided to perch on the lamp in the family room. When I would get close to him he would fly off somewhere else. After 45 minutes I gave up. I know I am going to have to get the assistance of the giant. So I go upstairs and the giant has his good ear down. After almost yelling he wakes up and I say, "Honey we have a problem. There is a bird in the house. He grunts. I say "Well do you just want me to let it fly all over the house????" He grunts and says yes! HMMMMM. I don't like bird poop all over my house. I go back downstairs and get a bright idea. I turn all the lights off and unplug all the night lights. I turn the outside back porch light on. Sure enough--the bird makes a b-line for the light and I quickly shut the doors. Case solved--without the help of the giant!!
The next day one of my little friends at church asks Grandma Sharon if she can come over and make cookies. Being a sucker for little kids I said yes. The giant was much happier when there was a little girl in the house--especially one studying Hawaii and needing info on it. The giant taught her several corny songs and taught her how to move her hands like little fishies. Thank heavens for little girls.

PS--The giant did eat several of the sticky pecan pull aparts!