Centipede Stampede...

...On My Big Toe...

I'm one of those people who loves soaking in a nice hot bath after a long day of work. I relax, get clean, and breathe in the soothing steam. "Ahhhh....."

That is exactly what I did tonight. But, as I hit the knob for the drain with my toe (does anyone else do that?), all of a sudden I saw one of these terrifying house centipedes fall from the sky. As it was on its way down from creepy-crawly heaven, it decided to also collide with my big toe and bounce into my scalding hot tub of water. And with that, I gave one of the loudest wails I could muster.

Let me fill you all in on a little tidbit. I'm deathly afraid of bugs. I was once in hysterics because there was a stinkbug in my car. Did the stinkbug even come near me? Not really, but just the sight and thought of it made me want to bawl like a baby. So, you can imagine the shriek that came out of my trap when this thing decided to make an appearance.

Clearly, I jumped out 'o there faster than a speeding buffalo and ran to safety as fast as I could. I came back a few minutes later, to find the evildoer dead in the drain. And, you guessed it, it's still there...