The Infamous $2.00 Bird

I pondered tonight what to blog about - narrowing it down to two different stories - The Infamous $2.00 bird won!


Infamous $2.00 Bird



My sister always has these cute little things sitting around her house.  Me, being the neat freak germophobe, I don't really do knick knacks because it typically is just another item to dust.  I take no offense when people call my house sterile.  Tonight though - I was drawn to this bird and wanted to take him home with me.  It was something about his blown glass appearance and his wire frame that made him the coolest thing.  I had my eye on him, asked about him, obsessed over him, only to find out this phenomenal bird was purchased at some store I had never heard of and he only cost $2.00.  Even though his purchase value seem to diminished when she told me he was $2.00, his value was still exponential to me.  I wanted that bird.

So I stuffed him under my shirt and out the door I went stealing my sister's $2.00 bird.  About now you are gasping.  Go ahead and take your breath back, I'm only kidding.  I didn't really steal him.  I'm a germophobe not a kleptomaniac.  I wanted to see if I could get a reaction out of my readers.



"You can't have my bird"



Rewind.  OK, so what really happened was....I hid the bird behind a picture frame to see her expression when she saw it was missing.  Not like I could get far with him anyway because she knows where I live.  I figured at 1:00am while she is sleep walking through the house and realized that darn bird was missing, she'd drive to my house at 1:00am in the morning to bang on my door and find out where on earth was her $2.00 bird.



I tried to get a hand written note on a napkin that she could sign leaving the bird to her lovely little sister, but she wouldn't sign the darn napkin.  Boy, about this time I'm thinking that bird must be more valuable than $2.00 for her not to part with it.  After exhausting all efforts to possess the bird I realized he will never be mine.  I've wiped the tears off my cheeks and have improvised by printing the birds picture [awe] and I'm hanging him on my wall.  Funny though - the flat picture doesn't seem to have the same resounding impact as the real bird himself.

Hey sissy, want to give me your bird?

 .....If you see my sister out shopping on Black Friday be sure to tell her you read my blog and she needs to give me the bird.