I may have mentioned it before, but I bought a bird feeder around Christmas. Soon after, I bought sunflower hearts. Well, I obviously filled the feeder with the seeds (hearts) and then it was like the bird movie…
We had an invasion of birds. It actually was fascinating. Hubby and I would sit in the kitchen and try to figure out what species was out there. I know coal tits from blue tits and the different types of chaffinches now. We have had starlings, thrushes, a wee wren and our resident blackbirds and robins. The antics and the fights over the seeds was a thing to behold.
Anyway, we ran out of the sunflower hearts which they seemed to love. Those fecking birds deserted us. The “fat balls” that we replaced them with, didn’t quite draw the same crowd.
Today, I went shopping. There was an offer in our local Aldi. It was a fecking sack of sunflower and other assorted seeds. It was the equivalent of $10 and I could barely lift it.
I came home delighted with my purchase and my daughter looked at me in disbelief and asked why I had bought so much.
I retorted – I missed my little tits.
Hubby smiled broadly, daughter’s shoulders were shaking – she had her back to me. I fell around the kitchen laughing having realised what I had said.
No, I haven’t had a boob job.