Epic battles

[auntiemeesh]

I'm such a bad sports fan. I nearly turned the game off after the Flyers scored their third goal. And I would have missed a fabulous comeback by the Pens. Max Talbot got things going by egging Carcillo into a fight (this was a beautiful thing to behold - it was all nudge nudge nudge and suddenly Carcillo was completely out of control). It seemed to light a fire under the team and they scored fourteen seconds later. And by the end of the game, they had scored five unanswered goals to win the game 5-3, and the series 4-2.

I was even lucky enough to only miss a few seconds (none of them crucial) while getting picked up for babysitting. So I got to see Crosby get his second goal of the night.

So, I get home from babysitting a little after ten, and there are no sheets on the bed and there's junk all over the floor (I still have a few things that I never unpacked when I moved and I was looking through them today) and I'm all tired out. And what do I see as I cross the room? A gigantic centipede up on the wall above the window. Now, you might not think that's a big deal, but dudes, I cannot stand the things. CAN NOT STAND. I kid you not, the very thought of that thing on my wall feet from my bed has my skin crawling still, some time later.

You would all have laughed so hard, if you had been here for the next few minutes. I wanted to get it down within reach so I could stomp it into bug mush with a big boot, but it was up too high to reach. So I started throwing odd socks at it. I now, by the way, have several socks draped over the curtain rod that I'm going to have to get down at some point. I eventually remembered that I had a walking stick that would reach easily. This plan came with pros and cons. Pros: I could reach the centipede easily and certainly knock it down to the floor. Cons: I would have to be standing really close to the wall in order to do this. Really close to all those hundred hairy, fast moving legs. *shudders* Practicality won out and I knocked it down. Slammed and missed a couple times with the boot and suddenly the thing, which moves nearly at the speed of light, I must add, was under the bed.

Now what was I to do? No way I could reach it under there. I couldn't even see it. And no way would I be able to finish making the bed or ever, ever sleep there with a centipede under the bed. Luckily, I have a Mal. He fearlessly charged in and dashed about under the bed. I found my flashlight and spotted the thing, and Mal very helpfully herded it out from under, I was able to successfully smash it into hairy pulp, I remembered at the last minute that Mal might not appreciate or understand high fives, and retreated out of the room to regroup. At some point I'm going to have to go remove the carcass, but I'm not quite ready for that task just yet.

I'm still all jumpy and Tookie just took ten years off my life by sneaking up behind me and touching my ear. Poor thing doesn't have any idea why I jumped a mile and slapped at her like she was some sort of monster.

ETA: Okay, and since when do I need to code paragraph breaks in lj-land? WTF?

Comments

[piplover.livejournal.com]

Ugh, I hate centipedes. Though not as much as spiders. Spiders are just - shudder! At least your cat was very brave! Mine just look at the horrible things and then wander away. Go Mal!

[auntiemeesh.livejournal.com]

I hate spiders, but they don't make my skin crawl as much as centipedes do. Unless they're big. Then I pretty much just have to leave the room.

[ansostuff.livejournal.com]

I understand your fear. I'm glad you got that thing down though. I would not have liked having it on the wall above my head during the night either.

*hugs*

[auntiemeesh.livejournal.com]

Yeah, far too creepy for me.

*hugs you back*

I canz haz centipede

[lyda-pearl.livejournal.com]

you are such a great story teller.

Re: I canz haz centipede

[auntiemeesh.livejournal.com]

Aw, thanks. :)

[shirebound]

Poor baby! That's very traumatic.

*pets you and the helpful kitties*

[auntiemeesh.livejournal.com]

Mal is very helpful with the little bugs. Twice before I've found centipede carcasses lying on my bedroom floor, which I'm crediting Mal with. :)

[ani-no-mouse.livejournal.com]

Hurray for the Pens, and for you, the Fearless Centipede Slayer!

[auntiemeesh.livejournal.com]

Meesh the Centipede Slayer... hm, I think I'll pass.

[westwindschild.livejournal.com]

Very funny story! You and Mal are to be commended on your bravery; centipedes really do give me the willies!

Great comeback for the Pens - Maxime Talbot was one of my favorite Baby Pens back in the day, so I was very glad to see him have such a good day.

[auntiemeesh.livejournal.com]

We really were quite brave. There should be medals of honor and stuff for what we had to do. *snicker*

[westwindschild.livejournal.com]

Like the tailor in the fable, you could embroider a banner in praise of your bravery! Your story reminded me of the time that a sister and brother of ours dropped a spider down the back of my shirt one evening for the sake of witnessing the shrieking, flailing dance I then performed around the dinner table. I have no doubt it was a very entertaining scene; I remember that I got in more trouble for my hysterics than they did for doing such a heartless thing to their poor sister. It didn't happen then, but eventually I got tough. The miscreants would never recognize me and the no-nonsense manner in which I deal with creepy-crawlies these days.

[antbee362.livejournal.com]

Ah, centipeds. I don't think I have had those in a long time. What I have here is stink bugs. They are harmless but gross looking things with armor-looking outsides. Supposedly they stink if you squash them so I catch them in jars and either let them in there until they die or sometimes flush them down the toilet. Fortunately they do not move fast at all so when I spy one I have time to go get my jar and a stiff paper to scoot them into it. Being a grownup is no fun sometimes!