picture this.....well---no---dont picture it----nevermind all that....
start again....i'm getting out of the shower---wrapping up in a nice fluffy green towel (okay---you can turn on your picturing now)---and ***future blog alert)****MY TOWELS ARE NOT FLUFFY (my guest towels are---but not the ones i use for my own personal drying)
anyway---i digress......I look up----COCKROACH on the corner of the wall and the ceiling---about 6 feet up from me! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH....
i'm not afraid of cockroaches...big crunchy gross ones---i even have cockroach earrings...another story....but i dont like them....and i dont let them live...ever...they must die....its them or me....and its always me.....this cockroach is waving his antennae all around my bathroom like he owns it or something...so i call out to david "bring a broom!"----so i step away waiting for my knight in shining armor to save the day....
and wait
and wait
and wait
so i call again "David! bring a broom!"....he yells back...."okay!"
more waiting
more
more.....
okay....now i look in my mirror (i dont smile as cute in the mirror as Milo does (check out lyric's blog)....and WHAT!?! another COCKROACH....up in the ceiling/wall meetingplace (i'm sure there is an architectural word for that)....also waving her (for i am sure they are planning on meeting and mating and bringing multitudes of baby cockroaches into my bathroom) antennae all over---communication----THEY MUST DIE!
"DAVID! BRING A BROOM"
"oH! i thought you meant tomorrow! (he's helping me in seminary tomorrow)
so...in races my knight.....
with a towel.......yes....i'm wrapped up in a towel....asking for a broom....and he brings me a towel.
i calmly (hahaha) re-iterate my need for a STINKIN BROOM----pointing to the offending vermin----he stares at the towel....a light goes on over his head....
"oh!"
i leave the room----i order executions----i dont watch executions.
he comes to report the deed is done...wants to know if i want a picture of the dead creatures for my blog......
no.....thanks.
picture a huge DARK BROWN nearly foot long bug with 17 antennae that plan your demise and run fast and crunch when they die and all sorts of white guts spill out.
i coulda died in the time it took dave to bring me a .......towel?
