I hate this time of year...

[xtremeroswellia]

Because it's when all the crickets and grasshoppers come out. *shudder* I logged off after a long writing session with Bree last night and when I went into my room BIG OLD CRICKET staring at me from the floor. I shrieked, grabbed the fly swatter and proceeded to beat it to death. My guinea pigs got -really- quiet. :) I hate crickets. Give me a big furry spider or a slithering snake anyday over a cricket or a grasshopper. I know, I know, that sounds ridiculous right? Well, most phobias are.

Hey, Bree, if I'm not around this afternoon it's probably cause it started storming. It's -really- dark right now outside.

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[seattlegirl.livejournal.com]

It could be worse...

Years ago, my husband was on a roadtrip one summer and his fanbelt broke in his car out in the middle on nowhere. It was a 100 degrees out, so he sat on the ground outside, in the shade of the car, to wait for another car to come by. As he waited, he watched thousands and thousands of grasshoppers jumping around him, getting closer and closer. He told me it was like something out of an Alfred Hitchcock film. Finally he had to go sit in the saftly of the hot car. He thought if he didn't he would be eaten alive by the grasshoppers. An hour later he was finally rescued. The experience left him with a phobia of grasshoppers and he hasn't been able to shake it.

[xtremeroswellia.livejournal.com]

Ugh. Your husband has my sympathies. I've had a grasshopper phobia since I was about seven, and considering I live in a small town surrounded by corn and bean fields, we have lots of the nasty things every fall. I probably would have had a heart attack.