Have you ever watched the Alfred Hitchcock classic “The Birds”? Last week, I experienced it!
Well, that might be a bit of an exaggeration. Actually, now that I look back on it, I may have been overreacting a little. ALRIGHT, A LOT.
It started as a regular outfit post on my front patio. I had the DSLR on the tripod and had the Netflix streaming on my iPad, when out of the sky SWOOPED down what I thought to be an eagle!
Not an eagle. A dove. Still scary.
I made the most pathetic attempt to make it go away by saying, “ssshhooo!”. (What? Oh my gosh, I’m laughing at myself just thinking about it.) The mutant dove just stayed perched on the patio. And then – another giant dove swooped in!
FREAK OUT!!! I ran inside without thinking about the fact that I left my camera and iPad out there. Both pterodactyls then moved towards the top of the wooden bench where they had already built a nest. I had no idea! I started texting my mom in hysterics, only to have her laugh at me. Thanks for nothing, mom!
What was I going to do? Risk getting my eyes pecked out for two lousy electronics? At one point, I had decided to myself, “I’ll just buy new ones”. That sounded like a great solution, but then I remembered I couldn’t afford that. Those damn descendants of Rodan kept cooing…taunting me…challenging me…
So I put on Patrick’s huge, gold 49er jacket, a beanie, and some boots. I forgot the sunglasses, which was probably the most important item of protective gear (to make sure my eyes didn’t get pecked out). I took a huge deep breath, opened the door, quickly grabbed my stuff and dove back into the house! I was totally Indiana Jones.
Aren’t you all proud of me? I survived a bird attack! Well, maybe not a “attack” per say, since they didn’t really go after me. Or even look at me.
Headband: Cozy Reverie Accessories
Necklace: Swap Mamas
Tunic and boots: Forever 21
Clutch: Fossil 54