I’m being terrorized.

Last night when I went to bed, 2 hours later than my normal bed time, I found a beanie baby snake under my pillow.  This snake has shown up there frequently in the last 3 years.

I hate snakes.

A couple of weeks ago, when we cut down the trees at the maternity home, while we were taking a lunch break, this showed up next to me.

The boys found this rubber snake while we were working.  Needless to say I jumped up and screamed.  They laughed histerically. 

I hate snakes.  This is all my brother’s fault.  When we were teenagers and the hay baler broke down one time, he found a snake and chased me around with it.  He has no recollection of this memory.  I can’t even watch TV or a movie that has a snake in it without putting my feet up or leaving the room.  The snake house at the OKC Zoo would send me into cardiac arrest.  I’m sitting here shivering just thinking about it.

You gotta love boys.

4 Responses to I’m being terrorized.

  • Robin says:

    They know how to push your buttons!

  • Rachel says:

    Hey there’s no snakes in Alaska! And I’m guessing that movie Snakes on a Plane was totally out for you. 🙂

  • Lindsy says:

    I thought that was a real snake that you found at your house. I was about to freak out, because that would mean that the friends/babies/boyfriend/girlfriend snake could be at my house, which would not be good. I’d be staying at your house!

  • Heather says:

    Haha…oh, Amy. I remember when I brought my mom’s pet snake to school—and you pulled your feet up! Totally cracked me up. Glad they’re terrorizing you with pretend snakes and not real ones!

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