I had a fun day today. It's the day after Memorial Day, so I had a nice four-day weekend. It is going to be hard going back to work tomorrow after my mini-vacation. My mom, my sisters Breezy and Stephanie and I went to Tempe for lunch and shopping. First we went to Dilly's Deli where they have very delicious sandwiches. It's fun to just sit and talk and catch up. After lunch we went across the street to Buffalo Exchange. In case you've never been there, it's a very upscale second-hand store. They keep it upscale by purchasing the clothes they sell. And trust me, it's not easy to get them to buy your clothes. My sister Kristi, my husband Joseph and I all brought in a truck full, and what did they decide to purchase? Two of Joseph's AE shorts. Oh the shame. I just donate my old clothes now, instead of suffering the rejection of Buffalo Exchange.
It is, however, an awesome place to shop. I found a $14 Halloween costume (Halloween party at my house in October! I've already got the costume!) I found a couple cute shirts and a very adorable skirt as well. But the most fun is checking out the strange clothing. There was almost a contest for who could find the most hideous article of clothing. "They BOUGHT this??" came out of my mouth once or twice. I guess it depends on what kind of mood the buyer is in. How do you train your employees for that anyway?
My most favorite find was the red heels with the boa-feathers. I almost bought them but the heels were too high for me; I would have twisted an ankle. Breezy and Steph really wanted me to purchase them, claiming that they would go perfectly with my costume, so I told them I would get a boa, cut it up and make my own (not as high) heels.
After the shopping excursion we went back to my mom's house. I was hanging out for a bit before heading back to my apartment, when my mom mentioned her cockatiels needed some water. I thought I would do my mom a favor and give her birds some water, so I opened the cage. Well, one of the birds escaped. I hurriedly closed the cage so that the other bird wouldn't get out and then chased after the escapee, thinking it was probably on top of a fan or something. I found it on the floor, and the dog Taz staring at it. I was glad it was only Taz, because any other dog probably would have eaten the bird. So I scooped the bird up and it latched its beak into my finger. It must have been a Gila Monster in another life because I couldn't get it off. My first reaction was to let go, but I didn't want the dog eating the bird so instead I screamed and ran back down the stairs to the cage. It took a second to get the cage door open, but as soon as I did I put the bird (still connected to my hand) inside the cage. I had a wait a few seconds before the bird figured out I wasn't holding it anymore, and it finally let go.
Ahhhhhhhhhh. Stupid bird. I told Steph I just might squeeze a little tear out, it hurt pretty bad.
My mom doctored me up and I started to feel better. My mom's chicken requirement makes a little more sense to me. Before I got to her house I picked her up two chickens (they are pets) from Pratts and she told me they had to be pretty, "not all messed up like they've been out on the farm," and they couldn't have large talons. At first I laughed at the seemingly Napolean-Dynamite reference, but I can see why she should not own (any more) threatening birds.
When I got home, our friends invited us out to dinner, so it was a nice way to end my day. I'm going to do some laundry so I can wear my new (old) clothes.
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