Saturday, November 19, 2011
Another epic adventure
Alright this blog is for all you crazy Twilight fans. So on Thursday my mom, sister, cousin, and I attended the midnight premiere of Breaking Dawn part 1. Of course we all had our team Jacob and Team Edward shirts on, along with our twilight snuggies, fake vampire teeth, and of course our Twilight game board to play when we were waiting in line. We all packed into my mom’s light blue hybrid (most pathetic car ever!) and before we went to the movies we HAD to stop and get some food. Of course I wanted to go to McDonalds and get the 20 piece chicken nuggets, but no my sister wanted Taco Bell. I mean Taco Bells not bad, but come on were talking about McDonalds here. Anyway, we went to Taco Bell got the 12 Taco Box, a large order of nachos, cinnamon twists and a large soda (and no that wasn’t all for my sister, but I bet she could have eaten it all.) So after Taco Bell we had to make a Dunks run and get four large coffees. Now that we had our food and coffee we were off to the movies. We got the theater around 9:45 and there was no one there, so of course my mom starts doing her little victory dance while screaming, “We’re the first one’s here!” If you think that isn’t embarrassing enough, the women at the ticket booth is laughing hysterically and says, “We’re letting everyone in the theater early.” So we weren’t the first one’s there and yes my mother made a complete fool of herself. There were only about 20 people in our theater, so we were able to get good seats. We snuck our coffees and our taco box in, snuggled up into our snuggies and devoured the box of tacos in minutes. About around 11:00 we were all hungry again, so my mom went out into the lobby and purchased a large popcorn, a large soda, and of course candy! With all this food in our belly’s you’d think we would be tired, but no we were wide awake. Finally the movie came on (and no I will not tell you anything about the movie! If you want to know what happens get off your lazy butt and go see it!) But I will say the movie was AWESOME! Now it’s time to prep for part 2!
Thursday, November 10, 2011
The Bird Lady
Working in a store during the summer with no air conditioning is absolutely miserable. On top of that, having to deal with un-happy customers, constantly answering the phone, and trying to finish nonstop paper work is also miserable. Miserable is the perfect word to describe my job. The only thing that’s not miserable is punching out at the end of the day. Working over 50 hours a week is exhausting and if you ask me I’ll tell you straight forward how much I hate my job.
Once in a while I’ll get some of those “lonely” customers that just talk my ear off and I don’t really mind it, but my favorite customer is the bird lady. I could tell you everything you want to know about the bird lady except her name. Each morning she waits for the Gatra Bus outside of the nursing home down the street to drive her to my work. She always looks the same; solid color dress, dry gray hair pulled back in a tight bun, and a floppy hat covered in flowers. She walks with a small wooden cane and walks with a limp on her right leg.
Every morning the Gatra Bus arrives at 9:15, drops the bird lady off, and waits patiently outside for her. The reason why I call her the bird lady is because every morning she comes in and buy one birdhouse. “The birds are my friends”, she tells me, “They don’t talk back to me only sing.” The first time I ever met this woman she told me that it makes her happy to paint these birdhouses and make a home for the birds. After purchasing her birdhouse, with cash as always, the bird lady limps her way back on the bus and leaves, only to return again in the morning.
I only see the bird lady in the summer time. The winter is her time to hibernate, she once told me. Even though I dread going to work every morning, I still enjoy my short talks with the bird lady. Now it’s winter, and the store is calm. I sometimes think about the bird lady, wondering how she’s doing or what she’s thinking. In a way the bird lady has inspired me, inspired me to think outside the box. I now see the world a bit differently. I now take notice in the little things in life. And now, every time I see a bird I think of the bird lady. My only regret is never knowing her real name.
Once in a while I’ll get some of those “lonely” customers that just talk my ear off and I don’t really mind it, but my favorite customer is the bird lady. I could tell you everything you want to know about the bird lady except her name. Each morning she waits for the Gatra Bus outside of the nursing home down the street to drive her to my work. She always looks the same; solid color dress, dry gray hair pulled back in a tight bun, and a floppy hat covered in flowers. She walks with a small wooden cane and walks with a limp on her right leg.
Every morning the Gatra Bus arrives at 9:15, drops the bird lady off, and waits patiently outside for her. The reason why I call her the bird lady is because every morning she comes in and buy one birdhouse. “The birds are my friends”, she tells me, “They don’t talk back to me only sing.” The first time I ever met this woman she told me that it makes her happy to paint these birdhouses and make a home for the birds. After purchasing her birdhouse, with cash as always, the bird lady limps her way back on the bus and leaves, only to return again in the morning.
I only see the bird lady in the summer time. The winter is her time to hibernate, she once told me. Even though I dread going to work every morning, I still enjoy my short talks with the bird lady. Now it’s winter, and the store is calm. I sometimes think about the bird lady, wondering how she’s doing or what she’s thinking. In a way the bird lady has inspired me, inspired me to think outside the box. I now see the world a bit differently. I now take notice in the little things in life. And now, every time I see a bird I think of the bird lady. My only regret is never knowing her real name.
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