01 March 2010

He's Not That Funny

We have a woodpecker, I mean metalpecker, over here. I'm not sure if it's the same one, but every morning he/they check to make sure the metal vents on our house aren't filled with yummy bugs. How annoying is that?! Last year they came around between 5 & 6 AM. So far they've been graciously waiting until after 7. It's become Warren's and my ritual to go outside and yell at the woodpecker until he flies away. He comes and finds me and says "The WOODPECKER!" (it's like the way Jerry says "NEWMAN!" on Seinfeld). Boots on and out we go. I loved Woody as a kid. My love is waning.

Curse you.

3 comments:

HeidiAnn said...

That would be very very annoying. I feel bad for the woodpecker if you ever get your hands on it.

Bethany said...

Ha ha ha Steph... you crack me up. I hope you don't mind me reading your blog. I feel like I have found my long lost friend and its fun to see what you are up to. You can check our blog out too only I'm afraid it isn't updated nearly enough and it's only half as clever as yours! -Bethany (bethanyandmichael.blogspot.com )

Anna said...

I feel your pain. We have a woodpecker who pecks on our metal thingy too. Hey wait...MAYBE it's the SAME ONE! Tell your woodpecker to stay off my house will ya? Sheesh.