'Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving....

Here's a little story, or shall we say....a Rememberance. *grin*
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'Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving
It was 1983
My two friends and I hung out
With a couple of boys, maybe there was three.

We were driving around Burbank
In some kind of car
I don't remember what kind it was
But the speed was up to par.

The cops pulled us over
The boy who was driving went too fast
He also did an illegal U-turn
I wonder if that was ever his last.

We all had to get out of the car
They made us sit on the side of the road
I don't remember why now
But back then, I'm sure we were told.

Of course on that night
While sitting there waiting
1/2 the high school drove by
We were definitely hating.

After some time we were finally free
But they only let the boys go home
They took me and my friends to the station
So we could call our parents on the phone.

They said they were worried about our safety
And would only release us to our guardians
So my mom had to come get me
She said it was the first time ever at the police station.

A year then went by
And my two friends and I again went out
This time we went dancing and I drove
The freeway was my route.

We had lots of fun that night
And met some boys while we were there.
Then the time came to go home
Are you still following me....do you care?

While getting on the freeway
I noticed the oil light came on
I was very new to driving
I had no idea that the oil would soon be gone.

I tried to catch up to the boys we had met
But like the other boys, they went really fast
And soon, very soon
The oil didn't last.

I was able to get off the freeway
And pull to the side
But by that time it was over
The car up and died.

Once again my mom was called
My friend's parents had to come instead
They took us home that night
But by then the engine was basically lead.

So what's the reason
For this little story?
No reason at all
Just a little something to enjoy.

Lizards and Crickets

Lizards.

I HATE lizards.

A few years ago there was one in my house and I had to have my friend come over at get it for me.  And it was a BABY lizard.

BLECH!

So yesterday, I was leaving to go out for a bit and I go to open up my screen door and there is a lizard ON my screen door.  And I'm thinking, "Okay, it's on the outside, I'm freaking out a little bit, but I can handle this".  NOOOOOOO.......it's on the INSIDE of my screen door.   AND my front door is OPEN, meaning it's IN my house!  ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::SHUDDER:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::.

So what do I do?  I slam the front door!  No way in hell am I taking a chance on having that thing come in MY house!  I'm getting the willies just thinking about it!  

Now, mind you I do have a dog and a cat, but the cat would probably just scare it in a corner or something and I'd never get the thing out of my house.

So I went out the back door, walked around to the front of the house, unlock the screen open up the screen door and the damn thing still would NOT. GET. OFF. MY. SCREENDOOR.

Now what.......

I found a pushbroom and got it off that way and prayed to god that it would leave the area by the time I got back.

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Thankfully it did.

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Crickets......

Crickets give me the willies too.  They hop for crying out loud!  BLECH!

Back when my mom was alive and I was living with her for a bit, we had a problem with crickets in the house.  Me and my sister both can't stand them.   So everytime we saw one in the house, we would get the phone book and just drop it on the crickets.  Killed 'em right quick.

Then we would wait for our mom to get home so she could get them from underneath the phonebooks.

I'm not joking.

They freaked us out THAT much.

Now................when it comes to spiders?  Yes, I don't like them either, but I have learned to kill them myself.  Depending on what they are.

Some, I actually just leave alone.  They help me kill other bugs.

Which is a very good thing for me.

Because I can't stand bugs.

They bug me.