guess what was sitting next to my bed last night?
a scorpion.
as a girl who grew up in canada, i have very little bug experience.
i think ants are gross. ladybugs are really gross. and spiders make me completely unreasonable.
so a scorpion? in my bedroom?
that is just too much for my little heart.
i didn't notice the scorpion until i was already in the bedroom.
so rather then turning and running out of the room, i jumped on the bed.
and screamed for my dad while standing in the middle of the bed.
unfortunately, my dad was fast asleep on the other side of the house. and i have never had the best yelling voice (my basketball coach used to make me practice yelling. ooh i hated it).
so my dad didn't hear.
and that meant i needed to get off of the bed.
it took a few failed attempts before i actually got myself to toss my body onto the scorpion floor. but once i did, i moved faster then ever before.
i made it to my parents door in about 2 seconds.
it was 1:00am. they were fast asleep...
i threw open the door, turned on every light switch, jumped in the middle of their bed, and started frantically explaining the scorpion problem.
my dad looked at me like i was crazy and then, without a word, rolled out of bed and went to kill the beast.
problem solved, right?
umm. no!
what if he laid eggs in my bed? or traveled in a pack?
after a good ten minutes of talking through my fears, my mom convinced me to get in bed.
and then after another ten minutes of discussing whether or not i should leave the bedroom light on, the hall light on, or my door open, i was mature enough to go bed with no lights on and no doors open.
it's like 2:00am now. and i call matt.
matt: hello?
pam: matt there was a scorpion in my room.
matt: oh.
pam: it was right by the closet. and it was big. bigger then the other ones. my dad said it was over 2 inches long. he killed it for me but i still can't sleep. i'm feeling creepy - like there are scorpions nesting in my hair.
matt: huh.
matt was too sleepy to do much comforting. but he promised to say a prayer that no more scorpions were in my room. oh, the things he does for me!
i eventually fell asleep. and woke up.. alive.
and i am still happy to be here in arizona.
i arrived to my very own paparazzi.
celebrated my moms birthday. 50. woah.
we played at the park in our pjs.
and went to the pool. but this is as far as i got in.
chet was much braver.
