Since Sierra is moving to Houston and has been coming to almost every card camp since she moved here, I wanted to send her off with a celebration. And Robin's birthday was two days prior, so we also threw in some birthday wishes with the cupcakes I whipped up for the crafty card makers. We made some lovely cards, complete with sewing machine stitching, which I happily did for everyone. Card camp was fun, and there were 15 people here. Just beforehand, I had two unfortunate events to deal with. The first one is still creeping me out. Refer to the picture following the cupcakes.
I was heating up my dinner in the microwave and stepped out of the kitchen briefly. I walked back in, and looked at the microwave and let out a squeal when I saw a disgusting MILLIPEDE (*edited to correct the name of the creature...it's a Giant Redheaded Centipede...see Jillian's comment) crawling from the vents of the microwave and I panicked. This is definitely a moment of missing my husband! I had to think fast and try to figure out what to do with this creature, and my heart was racing, and the funny thing is that the first thing I thought of was to grab my camera and take a picture of it. How stupid is that? So after I photographed the unwanted pest, I ran out to the garage to Kelly's tools, trying to find some pliers or something that I could grab the millipede with. EEEWWW! I couldn't believe I was going to have to do this, but it was so massive and disgusting, that I couldn't let it just go. I was completely unfamiliar with all the tools and was grabbing different ones, and it seemed like it was taking me forever to find something that I could grab with. I finally found something, then ran back to the kitchen, then forced myself to reach for it. It was so sick and wiggling around all over the place. If I dropped the heavy tool, it would crack the tile, but I was prepared to drop it and ruin my flooring, if it meant the animal would fall on my hand or anything like that. This thing was SOOOO long and so gross. It was about 8 inches long, and with its legs and body, it was about an inch wide.
It seemed like a mile from my microwave to the toilet, but I made it and was so thankful that the millipede didn't fall on me or the floor. I couldn't believe that after I flushed it, my uninvited guest survived the tsunami, and was STILL there. It didn't go down! I was also prepared to stop up the toilet by putting a wad of paper towels down it to take the creature with it. Luckily, two paper towels wadded together did the trick with the next flush. It had probably drowned by then and couldn't use its legs to anchor down any more. That thing was strong. I still keep seeing images of it wiggling from out of my microwave vents and cannot get it out of my mind and hope I can get over this soon.
After card camp, I invited anyone who wanted to linger longer a chance to watch a movie with me, so Robin was game and we watched Hugh Grant in About a Boy, which after it had begun, I realized that I had previously seen it. It was a good movie and worth seeing a second time. Robin and I had fun talking until about 4 am! She drove home to Round Rock, as I went straight to bed.
I was heating up my dinner in the microwave and stepped out of the kitchen briefly. I walked back in, and looked at the microwave and let out a squeal when I saw a disgusting MILLIPEDE (*edited to correct the name of the creature...it's a Giant Redheaded Centipede...see Jillian's comment) crawling from the vents of the microwave and I panicked. This is definitely a moment of missing my husband! I had to think fast and try to figure out what to do with this creature, and my heart was racing, and the funny thing is that the first thing I thought of was to grab my camera and take a picture of it. How stupid is that? So after I photographed the unwanted pest, I ran out to the garage to Kelly's tools, trying to find some pliers or something that I could grab the millipede with. EEEWWW! I couldn't believe I was going to have to do this, but it was so massive and disgusting, that I couldn't let it just go. I was completely unfamiliar with all the tools and was grabbing different ones, and it seemed like it was taking me forever to find something that I could grab with. I finally found something, then ran back to the kitchen, then forced myself to reach for it. It was so sick and wiggling around all over the place. If I dropped the heavy tool, it would crack the tile, but I was prepared to drop it and ruin my flooring, if it meant the animal would fall on my hand or anything like that. This thing was SOOOO long and so gross. It was about 8 inches long, and with its legs and body, it was about an inch wide.
It seemed like a mile from my microwave to the toilet, but I made it and was so thankful that the millipede didn't fall on me or the floor. I couldn't believe that after I flushed it, my uninvited guest survived the tsunami, and was STILL there. It didn't go down! I was also prepared to stop up the toilet by putting a wad of paper towels down it to take the creature with it. Luckily, two paper towels wadded together did the trick with the next flush. It had probably drowned by then and couldn't use its legs to anchor down any more. That thing was strong. I still keep seeing images of it wiggling from out of my microwave vents and cannot get it out of my mind and hope I can get over this soon.
After card camp, I invited anyone who wanted to linger longer a chance to watch a movie with me, so Robin was game and we watched Hugh Grant in About a Boy, which after it had begun, I realized that I had previously seen it. It was a good movie and worth seeing a second time. Robin and I had fun talking until about 4 am! She drove home to Round Rock, as I went straight to bed.I almost forgot to mention the other item of my series of unfortunate events prior to card camp. I must have been thinking about that nasty millipede as I was unloading the dishwasher. I was putting a glass lid away into the cabinet, and at about seven minutes before 16 people were going to show up at my house, I dropped the Pyrex lid, which then shattered into thousands of pieces of glass and went all over the counter top, stove top, into my Tool Turnabout, all over the kitchen floor. A tiny piece of glass went into my foot, as I was wearing sandals. It was disastrous and I had a few more things I needed to get ready before everyone arrived. Thank goodness, a couple of my friends arrived and took over and cleaned it all up so beautifully and kindly as I did the final preparations for card camp. Thank you, "Two L Michelle" and Jill for cleaning up the shattered broken glass and helping me out. You both saved the day for me.
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Good job on being careful! One of those put my grandpa in the ER about 20 years ago, so you can never be too cautious!