Someone asked me where the picture on my post is from. It's a picture I took when I was in Germany a few years ago. It's taken on the balcany of the hotel I stayed at and I was out there drinking my tasse kaffe (cup of coffee) and reading my book and I thought "what a beautiful scene" so I snapped a picture with my ultra cheap throw away camera. I had fun in Germany but was a little affraid to use my German. Learning the language and speaking it are very different animals. I hope this answers some questions.
Take care.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Fuzzy Little Creatures
I'm terribly afraid of anything that has more than four legs.
With that being said, I found a centipede on my bedroom wall! Ick!
Those things travel fast (I think that's because they have, like, a zillion legs!) I remember the first time I saw a centipede. I was nine years old and I was laying on the living room floor about four feet from the TV watching some show when a two incher (trust me, I'm not exaggerating) came running right in front of me. Not only did I move quickly, but I never, ever watched TV in that position again.
The next time I saw a centipede was when my sister and I went to an open house. We were walking around in the basement and Sister opened up a door to a small room. She turned on the light switch and there on the wall was a massive one. I kid you not, at least four inches long and hairy, very hairy. We both screamed and the realtor asked if we had just seen a spider. My reply was, "I wish". I didn't buy that house. I like to think that it was because the kitchen was small and the windows needed replacing and there was no dryer hookup but I know the real reason. I didn't want to share my house with that mondo centipede!
Take care,
Pamela
With that being said, I found a centipede on my bedroom wall! Ick!
Those things travel fast (I think that's because they have, like, a zillion legs!) I remember the first time I saw a centipede. I was nine years old and I was laying on the living room floor about four feet from the TV watching some show when a two incher (trust me, I'm not exaggerating) came running right in front of me. Not only did I move quickly, but I never, ever watched TV in that position again.
The next time I saw a centipede was when my sister and I went to an open house. We were walking around in the basement and Sister opened up a door to a small room. She turned on the light switch and there on the wall was a massive one. I kid you not, at least four inches long and hairy, very hairy. We both screamed and the realtor asked if we had just seen a spider. My reply was, "I wish". I didn't buy that house. I like to think that it was because the kitchen was small and the windows needed replacing and there was no dryer hookup but I know the real reason. I didn't want to share my house with that mondo centipede!
Take care,
Pamela
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