Boo!

Today's Cereal: Honeycomb (its so big, yeah, yeah, yeah!)
Current Mood: Overwhelmed

So, sorry I've been neglecting my blog. Life goes on, and you don't need to know about it. Except that my mother was in the hospital with blood clots in her lungs and in both legs. Yeah, scary. But I knew in my heart and in my mind that she would be okay. She's home now, and slowly recuperating.

I went out yesterday and bought a Batman costume for The Boy. It will be the first Halloween that he will have a clue about what's going on, and Kitt and I are excited to take him trick-or-treating. Guess what we are dressing baby Robin as? Batman's sidekick, of course. Don't be stupid.

I love Halloween. I love the costumes, the scariness, and especially the candy (Kitt and I start buying candy a month in advance, because we know we are going to eat half of it before Halloween is even close.) I love ghost stories. I love the Halloween shows that my radio station does every year where listeners call in with their real-life ghost experiences. They also have the Utah Ghost Investigators Society on every year, and they play recordings they have made of ghosts. That one was on this morning. So SPOOKY! And I am home alone. More or less.

Speaking of scariness, I wanted to share My List of Irrational Fears. For therapeutic reasons, I guess. Here you go, in no particular order:

1. Spiders. Any and all. Even the one I am letting live in my kitchen window. I know this is really OCD of me, but everytime I take a shower I have to hold up my towel and inspect it front and back to make sure there are no spiders on it before I dry myself off. If I forget to do that, I panic mid-dry and have to turn on the water again to wash off any spiders that might have been on my towel and got on me. I know, I know-- that makes me sound effing crazy. Live with it.
2. Choking. I have this serious fear that I am going to choke on something. And more specifically, I am afraid I am going to choke on something while I am driving. Will I have the presence of mind to pull over? Or will I panic and crash my car and die in an accident before I can choke to death? And what if I am alone? Or worse, what if the kids are with me? What will it do to them to watch me choke to death? Naturally, however, this Irrational Fear does not stop me from stuffing my pie-hole with candy at ANY TIME, even when I am driving. Yes, I am still carrying around 20 extra pounds from being pregnant, thanks for asking.
3. The Dark. Yes folks, I am afraid of the dark. No, I don't sleep with a nightlight-- I sleep with my husband. He's just as good. I FREAK OUT if the power goes out and I am in the windowless bathroom. When I'm home alone at night, every light in the house is on. I think fears #1 and #5 feed into this fear.
4. Sharks. Why the eff am I afraid of sharks when I live in landlocked Utah? The nearest ocean is like, 1,000 miles away. And yet I am. I don't like going in the water at California beaches anymore because the water is too dark/dirty to see what is down there. My leg could be bitten off and I wouldn't have seen it coming (Although seeing it coming probably won't make it any better....) The ocean in the Carribean is much better because it is crystal clear, and you don't have to wet yourself every time some kelp grabs your leg like you would in the Pacific Ocean, because you can see that it is just kelp and not Jaws. But still, I had a panic attack the first time I went snorkeling (in St. Thomas, even!) because I realized how very afraid of sharks I am. This does not stop me from watching Shark Week on the Discovery Channel any time I can, though... it's like watching a car wreck, you know?
5. Eating a bug. Do NOT ask me to "open my mouth and shut my eyes", I don't care how big of a surprise you have. Will. Not. Do. It. EVER. I MUST see what is going into my mouth. This is part of the reason I don't like ground meat. I don't know WHAT might be ground in with it. I agree with Jerry Seinfeld when he said that the worst part about being blind is not knowing whether there is a bug in your food. I won't eat with my eyes closed, I won't eat in the dark. I even prefer my fruit cut up rather than whole, because you never know when you are going to bite into a peach and find a worm in the middle (a la "Labryinth), or worse, HALF A WORM. I must SEE what I am eating, and I have to look at each bite of my food before I eat it. This is going to pay off for me, because one day I will see a bug in my food, and my persistence will save me from eating it. All you schmoes who shovel food in your mouth without a second look can choke on your insects. I will be laughing at you. And then I will panic because you are choking.