I will put air in the tires, sell the car, unclog the drains but I most definitely draw the line at slaying my own dragons. There are times when a lady NEEDS her knight in shining armor.
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Where is my knight in shining armor to slay all dragons?! |
When he is off living the life of Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn, then just what am I supposed to do when this creature enters the kitchen late at night?!
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The dragon that entered my kitchen! |
Well, I am sorry to say this poor cicada got more than he bargained for when entering my home. I am not a lover of all things great and small - especially giant buzzing bugs!
I had just finished making a pot of oatmeal for my grandson and we decided to look at the stars while it cooled. (Just like the Three Bears.) I opened the door and this beast flew over our heads and landed on the stove! I started screaming and hollering but had to bring it down a notch as not to display such hysterics in front of a two-year old that I wish to be brave.
The cicada was making a horrible noise, I was making a horrible noise, and inside I was fuming. My Pirate Husband is supposed to be the dragon slayer in this family. Not me!
I grabbed a colander and threw it over the poor bug; it accidentally landed on the hot burner so I scooted it towards the cooler end of the stove. The smell of burnt bug was not aromatic.
There he stayed all night, while we went on lockdown in the bedroom. In the morning when my daughter-in-law came over (since her husband refused to help!) we came up with a plan. She would scoop him out the door with the colander and a charger plate while the two-year old and I batted him with charger plates should he get off course. It worked.
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What happened to my charming life?! |
But there was a time when I would not have had to deliver myself from these types of situations. Time to get my "Sarah Connor" on, I guess.
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Original Sarah Connor |