We got back from the beach yesterday afternoon. It was a wonderful vacation.... only I wish we were still there. Within 15 minutes of being home our shower was leaking... more like running away. There is a strange, knock you out smell coming from an unknown source in the master bath (thankfully it stays in there and doesn't travel throughout our house) and there were many dead roaches and 2 live ones, not to mention I found mouse poop in the girls bathroom.
Back to the roaches for a moment. If you know me well, you know they are my worst enemy. Like I've said before, they are the devil bug. I cannot kill them, I can only sometimes to get close enough to throw a big heavy book on them and pray that Frank gets home soon. Give me a snake, mouse, etc.... anyday over a roach. So, after unpacking a eating supper, I put Mary Elliott in the bath. I fill the cup up with water, pour it on her back, and what comes out with it? Yep, you guessed it, a HUGE roach. I guess it had been looking for water since we have had no rain recently. I freaked... and yes I mean FREAKED. I started screaming bloody murder, yelling at the top of my lungs, jumping up and down with all my limbs going in every direction. All while my sweet little fat baby looked at me with a deer in the headlight look on her face. Frank comes running in expecting to find Mary Elliott unconcious. He quickly picks her up, gets the roach off her arm and becomes my knight in shining armour and kills the evil insect. After my heartbeat comes down from 300 I realized what just happened. I've always thought that in some emergency with a roach that my adrenaline would kick in and I would be the bigger person. Did I REALLY did just leave my little 9 mo. old in the tub with a roach crawling up her arm? Yep... my flight or fight instinct came, and I totally flighted. I'm sorry Mary Elliott, your pitiful mommy completely wigged out and ran. Hopefully I will redeem myself one day. Can I just go back to our lovely Perdido condo please?? I mean I really do keep a good clean house. It's like the gross, nasty rodents knew we were gone and decided to throw a party.
And on top of everything, my camera is broken so I can't upload any pictures from our trip. Thankfully my brother in law Jeremy will give me his pictures.
Fun times for the Montgomery's huh?
Friday, June 13, 2008
Orkin and Roto Rooter Welcomed Us Home!
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6 comments:
I hate to laugh at your fear, but I can so see you freaking out! I am the same way with throwing up. I will run in a heartbeat to avoid it!
cracking up! maybe you should have thrown a big, heavy book at her to top it all off! :) i'm glad y'all all survived.
okay, this made me laugh out loud sitting in front of my computer alone on a friday night....(now I feel like a loser)
I am the same way with roaches, they make me scream like a girl!! But Russ comes running in (thinking some major catastrophe has just happened) then gets angry at me because it was as he says, "just a roach" I am glad someone else understands that "just a roach" is a BIG DEAL!!!
Also...you made me laugh with the text earlier this week about the cows. I guess you are getting more observant as you get older! :)
I love the new look! Can't wait to see beach pics-
i love all your stories! you should write a book! your new back ground looks great, i need you to teach me a few things about blogging! i only know the basics!
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