Cory always makes fun of me because I'm afraid of birds. I only watched about 5 minutes of The Birds, but that was enough for me. ENOUGH!!! One time I went to Hanalei Bay on Oahu and spent the entire time in the water to avoid the birds all over the beach, which says a lot because my other great fear happens to be sharks, but I figured I'd take my chances with the sharks rather than the birds. I think I read once that you are more likely to die from getting hit on the head by a coconut than bitten by a shark. Weird because I definitely don't fear coconuts at all.
Isaak, Leona and I went on a walk to the new grill that opened up in our neighborhood to check it out. I promised Isaak ice cream if he did a good job and walked the entire time. I need to find that kid a scooter, but we live in a land of insane hills so I don't know if that would help. Maybe. Back to the story. We had finished eating our fries and Isaak got a lovely twist cone and I was thinking about how much I loved summer. It was such a blissful moment. I love feeling sticky and hot then walking into a nice air conditioned building and eating me some sugar. It was awesome. We started our walk back home and Isaak and I were chatting when a bird flew into my head. I giggled a bit-nervously because I'm afraid of birds right? My anxiety kind of heightened, but I figured that the bird was temporarily confused and accidentally ran into my curly locks. I told Isaak if he saw the bird coming again to let me know. Before I could finish my sentence-the bird dive bombed aka attacked my head. What the heck? Isaak shouted out-Wholly Guacamole! I couldn't believe it. I grabbed Isaak's push mower and started waving it frantically above my head. I saw the bird sitting on the tree glaring at me with it's black beady eye. I glared back in obvious defiance, but honestly I'm sure he saw the fear in my eyes. Why would he be doing this to me? Then in full view he came in for the attack but thanks to Isaak's push mower that I had been grumbling about holding the last five minutes I diverted the little devil away from my head. Then I started running like our lives depended on it and told Isaak he better tell me if that bird was coming at me again. He started to yell--Wholly Guacamole and I started swingingt he lawnmower on cue above my head. I think the bird got the message because he flew away from me. I watched for him the whole rest of the way home. I would love to see that whole incidence on replay. But for now I don't think my fear of birds is irrational anymore!!!
Isaak, Leona and I went on a walk to the new grill that opened up in our neighborhood to check it out. I promised Isaak ice cream if he did a good job and walked the entire time. I need to find that kid a scooter, but we live in a land of insane hills so I don't know if that would help. Maybe. Back to the story. We had finished eating our fries and Isaak got a lovely twist cone and I was thinking about how much I loved summer. It was such a blissful moment. I love feeling sticky and hot then walking into a nice air conditioned building and eating me some sugar. It was awesome. We started our walk back home and Isaak and I were chatting when a bird flew into my head. I giggled a bit-nervously because I'm afraid of birds right? My anxiety kind of heightened, but I figured that the bird was temporarily confused and accidentally ran into my curly locks. I told Isaak if he saw the bird coming again to let me know. Before I could finish my sentence-the bird dive bombed aka attacked my head. What the heck? Isaak shouted out-Wholly Guacamole! I couldn't believe it. I grabbed Isaak's push mower and started waving it frantically above my head. I saw the bird sitting on the tree glaring at me with it's black beady eye. I glared back in obvious defiance, but honestly I'm sure he saw the fear in my eyes. Why would he be doing this to me? Then in full view he came in for the attack but thanks to Isaak's push mower that I had been grumbling about holding the last five minutes I diverted the little devil away from my head. Then I started running like our lives depended on it and told Isaak he better tell me if that bird was coming at me again. He started to yell--Wholly Guacamole and I started swingingt he lawnmower on cue above my head. I think the bird got the message because he flew away from me. I watched for him the whole rest of the way home. I would love to see that whole incidence on replay. But for now I don't think my fear of birds is irrational anymore!!!
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