What a week!

What a week! Scott was in North Dakota (ha ha ha) and the kids and I were left to our own devices. Lots of excitement. First there was the rather large praying mantis stuck in a Spider's Web. I don't know what possessed me, but I took pity and freed it (with my bare hands, I might add). The kids were even more impressed than I was;-)

Free at last!

Austin is doing his Praying Mantis pose



Next was the big fat Lizard. We saw him about a week ago, and he has made a couple stops to sun himself outside the sliding glass door. I was trying to get Austin to go outside with me to catch it, but I figured all I'd end up with is a wriggling tail, or maybe a few swipes of his claws. I mean check those things out. Sheesh!

But the best of all was when I went this last Thursday to one of the schools I run programs at, in La Puente. I was wearing an ankle length skirt and had been helping the Asst. Principal create a roster for our class that started next week. I was making copies when the machine jammed ...fabulous...now I had to open it up, take it apart, and figure out what was up. I'm kneeling on the floor, skirt spread across the floor, doing my best to resurrect the machine when the AP walks in laughing his head off. We go back to his office where I had been for the last 2 hours and made copies on his fax (why hadn't he thought of this in the first place!!). As I'm sitting across his desk, about 5 minutes later, I feel a thread from my skirt brush against my legs. I shift around so I can yank it out discreetly, and then I feel it ...little legs crawling up my legs. Now I'm trying to maintain my professional demeanor as I'm thinking, "crap there's a spider crawling up my legs." I softly stomp my foot and legs so it will fall off and now I can feel it over my knee and heading up my thigh. I kind of do a guilty laugh and say "I'm so sorry there's a spider under my skirt," as I stand up and kind of jump.

The principal's confused and sympathetic all rolled into one .. . until I scream at the top of my lungs. Now he's worried and shocked. A HUGE cockroach has just fallen out of my skirt as I completely lose it and run out of his office in hysterics. He's trying to find it and I'm clutching his door frame trying to get control. "Where is it, Where is it?" He says. I'm laughing and crying at the same time. It's now on the bottom hem of his pants ....

This is not the real thing, of course. Then he would've really thought I lost my mind. Can you imagine ..."Hold on while I take a picture for my blog," lol! No, the real thing was much bigger. It was wider than 2 of my fingers put together...AHHH! I still freak out if I feel something brush across my legs!

Rest assured we finally prevailed over the cockroach but not before I thoroughly lost it. He hands me a bottle of Purell with a large pump and asks, " Do you want to go in the other office and put this on your legs? That was probably in there for about 10 minutes."

Ugh , Thanks for the reminder .....