This past weekend was for the birds. Literally.

So okay, three birds. Well... ducks, really. But they're birds too! And our own bulb-bird.

Read more to understand my prattle and read what I've been up to this weekend (and continuing on this week).

First, the birds thing. On Friday, an e-mail came alerting me that our bird was "up and flying" at the Bird for Bulbs site. Heck, I had almost forgot about this. But I am very excited to have our own bird.

Bird for Bulbs is a site by two artists that want to encourage everyone to change over to CFL light bulbs to help the environment. And if they have to draw you your own personal illustrated bird to do it, they will, by god! And although I didn't need that kind of encouragement, I did it anyways -- 'cause I wanted a bird. Like a family crest.

The other bird incident(s) occurred on both Saturday and Sunday mornings. I was soundly sleeping when Matty nudged me awake. "Come look at this. Hurry, you won't want to miss this!"

So I grabbed my glasses, bathrobe, and slippers and trotted out after him. What could be so amazing early on a Saturday morning? What, indeed, but for two ducks floating (swimming?) in our pool!

I was the first one to wake to their quacking on Sunday morning. Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! (Man, that's just not an easy word to type.) Two mallard ducks, one male and one female, quacking up a ruckus in our pool! Sheesh.

Both mornings we tried to get a picture of them. But the flash (or the red-eye pre-flash) scares them off, and without the flash they're blurry. So no good pix of them. I did include one, though: it's dark and they've just taken off.

The ducks haven't been back since. I'd like to think that it was the same ducks both mornings and they were taking a weekend mini-vacation... in our pool. Are ducks auspicious?

In other news, I've been doing some house work (but not the cleaning, mundane kind of house work). Nope, I've been painting the craft/guest bedroom. And since this is kind of my secondary space (Matt has his own PEZ/guest bedroom), I got to choose the colors and do all the work.

Yep, that's right. I said colors. As in four. Four different colors of paint, plus the trim color. So, er... FIVE colors! [sigh]

I'm actually still enjoying it, but I only do a little each day. So I'm not killing myself in a day or two to get it all done. I've got the trim and a bit of the closet left to do before I'm done.

Here's some tantalizing peeks at the colors to wet your appetite. I'll take more pictures once we get the furniture moved in.

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