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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

"Out of Breast"

My dad meant to say "out of breath"

The dishes and laundry are piling up so I think it's time to write another post. Isn't that how it always works? I think so!

Of course I'm going to have to mention how married life is going. We don't really understand why people say newlyweds always fight because we haven't been. I'm actually wondering if there's something seriously wrong with us. haha. We decided that we get frustrated with one another but not angry, which I'm sure is a good thing. We expected to get frustrated with one another, we're totally different people trying to "become one" as they say. We've found it quite entertaining to see how each other react in a situation, and then talk about it after and analyze where our thoughts and actions stem from. You all should do that one day, it's fun! There's so much more I could say about marriage, even though i've only been a part of one for 7 weeks... I think I'll write a book. If everyone who reads this promises to buy my best seller I will give them 50% off, what do you think?

On Sunday night, Nathan and I had our night caps on, ready to settle in for a long winter's nap when all of a sudden there was stirring on the other side of the bed from me. Nathan quickly got up without saying anything and I knew right away what was going on... we had an intruder!!! Are you all nervous? Don't be, it was just a spider. But seriously, this spider was the mother of all spiders. I have seen bigger but I was in Africa so that doesn't really count. So Nathan dashes out of the room with me screaming "He's on the move, he's on the move!!" And he comes back adorned in steel toed boots and with a weapon (a broom) in hand. After having a short photo shoot with the spider, Nathan announced that he was going to "Show it who's boss!" I held my breath as my brave knight (just to make it a little more dramatic) lifted the broom above his head and swatted the beast from it's perch. It was stunned but it's legs started moving a mile a minute towards my closet. Screams could be heard from a mile away as I realized the perspective horror of a spider getting lost in, and eventually inhabiting my closet. So Nathan's savage insticts to protect his woman came out and he brutalized the spider once more. He took the broom and launched the spider through the air into our bedroom door. This time it just lay there, a few legs missing, and nathan took his foot and stomped the crap out of it. Then to end this dramatic moment in our lives, he dust busted it up and we went to sleep.... But not without the fear of the mother spider returning to haunt our dreams.
The End.

I will put some pictures up when I figure out how to get them. Yes, I am technologically challenged.

I had one other adventure that I do not care to go into detail about. All you have to know is that I almost puked on someone's head. Lindsay can testify to that. No chunks, just lots of gag. Oh, I'm going to the P.N.E. this weekend. Woohoo.
Have a wonderful day everyone!

2 Comments:

  1. Queen*Caitlin said...
    Yay! I love blogs. And I LOVED your spider tale...I laughed, out loud to myself here at the PRBI front desk. It echoed. :) When you almost puked on someone's head, did it have anything to do with smells, or fingers, or ranch prehaps? And I would definitely read your book.
    Kerri said...
    it had everything to do with smells actually! haha. you know me too well when it comes to that sort of thing. no ranch though, just a little bit of pee. actually, a lot of pee.

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