Monday, September 8, 2008

For the Love

I was putting away the laundry tonight when I spotted a large roach on the top of my ceiling in my closet. Some of you may be thinking {oh come on Jenny we have bigger fish to fry} oh well. I call for the brave valiant one to come get it. For you single peeps that are reading I am sorry because this is just my lot for right now. If I were single still I would probably have called someone over to kill the deadly pestilence. Y'all the brave warrior...who can gut a deer, kill wild hogs, deal with snakes coming out of his toilet at the hunting club, large rats in his hunting trailer and etc...brings a paper towel upstairs to kill the ginormous roach. No male bashing but please...what comes to your mind when you think "must kill large roach the first time?" Well, to me I think large shoe! Not, paper towel. So, he misses it...he misses it. Now, I am scared to go to bed. I have a roach about this size _________________________ in length lurking somewhere in my closet.

It also reminds me of the time we were at the hunting camp and he promised me (promised me) there would be no lizards in the trailer. I believed him and went by faith like a moron. I put my bible on the nightstand after I finished reading, to go to sleep and reek reek reek there it was, staring me in the face on the nightstand...A LIZARD (which to me is nothing but I spawn of a snake...I was never the girl that let them hang from her ears as earrings...sorry)! I freaked and hid under the covers suddenly imagining that we were going to be overtaken by lizards while my man tries to trap it with a cup. I brought the past back up tonight over this one. So, he tells me he gets the lizard...he goes through the motions, pretends to throw it outside, and comes back to bed (because he knew good and well that if I knew that freaky thing was still in there that we were headed home...which is an hour and a half drive). Well, little did I know the whole thing was a fake because of course he didn't trap it in a cup! You need to know something about Rod. Past 9pm he is a grouch and he also takes his hunting very seriously. So, a few seconds later, I scan the room...I see another one...yes, I knew it! We were being invaded by lizards. I told him I would just go sleep in the car. He was furious that I couldn't be a good camper, because I am not. He finally said get your stuff you are driving us home and I gladly obliged. We got home around 1am and I have not been back since.


Profbaugh said...

Oh my!!! I am so with you girlfriend. I hate roaches and spiders. I don't think we have lizards in St. Louis. So that's good. And frankly, I don't do camping. No mam! Give me a good hotel any day. I'll go out with you by the campfire, but I'll laying my head down in a nice comfy bed, minus the lizards and other varmits.

Love ya much, Jenny girl. You are just too funny! And you ended my very late night with a big smile.


GratefulinGA said...

In Missouri we called them roaches, round here they call 'em water bugs.


Was the


long fella sportin trunks and floaties?

Be brave Jenny

Little Steps Of Faith said...

I just love you and your scared-of-roach and lizards...heart:)

I live in an apartment, people next door were not clean...they move out..guess what I just finished dealing with...YEP. EWWWW!!!!!

and instead of lizards....I was at work in Electronics, and saw a grasshopper on the floor..I was bored girl...seriously, so I started playing with it, picking it up and putting it in the box...and
well, the 3rd time I put it in the box it flew at reminded me of the scene from Jurassic Park. You know when the fat guy with glasses meets face to face with a dinosaur thing with butterfly ears...after that, I left it alone:)

Be blessed:)


Lisa @ The Preacher's Wife said...

Could I love you any more??

I'm going back a couple of posts, but that rain hat of Morg's looks strangely like yours in

wornoutwoman a.k.a. Kimberly McKay said...

That is hilarious that you guys packed up and went home...I love it. I'm not a big fan of camping either so I'm right there with you.

Alissa said...

I completely understand about the extreme and severe dislike for roaches. Before going to bed one night, I saw a roach in the den who quickly scurried into my bedroom. I was so tired that I missed him and I thought he had left my room. I decided to lock the cat in my bedroom with me because I knew that she would get the roach if he reappeared. Around 3am, I heard lots of meowing and scurrying under my bed. The cat was chasing the roach around under my bed. I quickly flew out of my bed and out of my room because I was freaking out thinking that if the roach was under my bed then he had probably crawled on top of my bed which means across me. I slept on the couch for two nights until I found him. He was dead because the cat had squashed him. Thanks for sharing your story!

~Miss Shayla said...

Haha okay your post made me laugh so hard! Everything you said I can COMPLETELY relate to, and I have the same issues with those things :P

and also your daughter is ADORABLE!!!!

In Christ,

~elaine~ said...

You are such a hoot! Being able to grab a look-see at your blog during all this chaos and stress I've been dealing with has kept me sane!
You have been an encouragement to me and I want to personally thank you for your prayers. BTW, Hub is healing and doing better everyday.

Love to you,

Malachi-Speaks said...

Jenny you had me cracking up so much I am almost in tears! =) I can just picture it all... After a long day this was just what I needed to read! I have a huge grin on my face. Thanks! Lv you!

Fran said...

Lizards are alive and flourishing well in west TN. I have a dead one with no tail in my garage.

Anonymous said...

I'm cracking up at Frans comment trying not to laugh out loud cause it's late! Here in Texas if you leave the door to outside open those evil roaches like to sneak in! and they are

HUGE! EWWW! Girl I am with you I get goose bumps just thinking about it! If one was in my closet I wouldn't sleep until it was smashed to smitherines!!

Hope your hubs found it!

Michelle V said...

Jenny, I am also not a roughing-it type person! Spiders are a huge phobia of mine and I freak at the smallest one!! I work in a very professional office, but the minute I see a spider I freak! However, I found that my boss is one of those "don't kill it" freaks who will trap it in a cup and take it outside! So it can get in my car?! NO thank you!! Now I have to kill them on my own because I don't want them getting out of here alive!


Speaking Thru Me Ministries said...

maybe you should move to corn country - southern Illinois!!

hee hee

love, Leigh

lots of giveaways at my blog this week!! good luck!

Melinda said...

Okay, I MUST tell you of my first hunting cabin experience. I was coerced by my man to go with one of his clients and his wife to their deer lease. He told me he was sure it would be very nice as these were "big" clients. In truth, it was, at best, a shack in the middle of nowhere (my husband said, "this IS nice for a hunting cabin!). After a dinner of all manner of wild game, we slipped away to our "quarters" which, if they hadn't been located there on the deer lease, I would've expected there to be a flashing neon "VACANCY" sign in the window, smack in the middle of a red-light district. I finally got to sleep, and when I woke up, I took a drink of the water that I had placed on the nightstand. My husband said, "Oh, geez honey - you might want to check that for droppings. There was a rat drinking out of it just before you woke up."

I'm not kidding. Neither was he. Incidentally, that was the last hunting cabin experience.

5-star hotel, anyone?