our door is always open.

so listen. my parent's house has a problem.
called birds love to come inside.

i remember one time when i was younger, we had the doors open because it was a lovely december day (be jealous if you don't live in arizona). and a bird flew in the house. and then, it flew over to the christmas tree (probably because it thought it was still outside because, really, trees are not supposed to be in a house) and just perched right on top. naturally, everyone in the house freaked out. there was a broom involved. which, understandably so, freaked out the bird. and the end result was a knocked over christmas tree and a bird shooed outside.

now that you're all aware of the bird problem we have, let me tell you a story.

my mom called me this morning at 9:40. i was at work, but she never calls me when i'm at work so i was like, probably i should answer the phone. and so i answered the phone. this conversation happened...
mom: are you at work?
me: of course i'm at work, it's 9:40.
mom: well can you come to my house?
me: um... what's wrong? why do i need to come to the house?
mom: because there is a bird in the house and dad thought he got it out before he left for work but it just showed up in the family room again and i'm scared.
me: seriously?
mom: yes, please come home.

so i left work. and went home to "help" my mom get the bird out. when i arrived at home, my mom had a broom in hand. a very useful weapon against birds apparently. she handed it to me and told me to go at it.
well the bird made an appearance and let's just say there was lots of screaming all up in the house.

we were both freaking out.

like, a lot.

obviously i wasn't the best helper. so we had to wake my cousin up (yes, he was sleeping at 9:40 AM.). my mom embarrassingly told him that we were scared because there was a bird in the house and pretty please would he come get it out for us.

within seconds, he was up. grabbed the broom. and then, just like that, the bird was gone. i still don't know how he did it without even flinching. because lemme tell you, birds are okay in their natural environment. as in, outside. i mean, when birds are outside it's no big deal.

but when they come in your house, it is not okay.

moral of the story: if it's nice out, open a SCREENED window. not a door. else a bird might fly in.

p.s. yes, it pooped in the house. lovely.