Gaberella!

This evening she again flew straight to my shoulder after some frantic yelling. I walked over to her cage, she was sitting atop it looking eager, and at the same moment I said something, held up my arm, and she launched. My arm cornfuzzled her slightly, but she figured out to fly over it and around it and backwing and land lightly on my shoulder. ^_^ So proud! It was my left, the one I usually have her sit on so she doesn't fall off when I use my right arm for everything. She's so smart! ^_^ *beams*

She's been sitting on my shoulder for the past hour or so, preening herself and my own bits of hair poking at her, and occasionally she bumps her head on my ear and croons. ... I think she wants my ear to preen her... silly little thing, ears can't do that! I'm going to have to somehow slowly convince her fingers aren't trying to eat her or steal her space (when they're not asking her to step up), so someday she'll let me actually preen her. Silly birdie. :)

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cooking humor

I was just browsing through my recipes tag, which doesn't have nearly enough entries, and cracked up at some of the bizarre things I said. Such as "8. Shake your butt to help with the sprinkling", and categorizing some of the chicken entires with the birds tag.