You know you've grown up when you spend your Saturday morning "playing" with table settings. Oi Vey! What happened to flipping thru InStyle and Vogue?

Things that freak me out:

The sound of a paper cutter. The only thing I can think of when I hear it is "I hope there are no fingers on the other side of that cut" and then I picture fingers and then I get all freaked out and I have to start thinking of Disney World. When I was little and would wake up from a bad dream about snakes (my re-occurring nightmare) my mom would tell me to think about something happy and I would always thinking about Disney World.

Birds

Our house came with a bird house in the back yard. Its on a tall post and its a pretty standard bird house. Nuthin' special. I finally bought some bird seed and filled it yesterday afternoon. This morning there was a baby bird a few feet from the birdhouse on the railing, only a couple of inches off the ground... i.e. Bosco's level. It wouldn't move when Bryan and Bosco walked by in a flurry of feeding time frenzy. So we're pretty sure it can't fly. And I'm pretty sure that poor little bird is dead now if Bosco's had anything to do with it.

Should I feel responsible?

Weekend Flowers

Its been a while since I've bought flowers for myself, I mean, to have in the house. So I splurged and bought a "medium" bouquet at the farmer's market on Saturday.