Seals

Some days I wish I was a seal lounging on the rocks and sunbathing.

Happy Friday!

Happy Friday!

My entry for Photo Friday: Wildlife.

The theme for Photo Friday is wild life this week. I debated whether to post a photo of an actual wild animal or a photo of what I did last evening. It was a tough choice. And I opted for the safe one. After all, some day, my boys may get in politics and I should not post any crazy photos on my blog.

Before you all jump to conclusions, let me just define wild life. What is wild is a subjective matter. For someone like me, it is simply going out for a late night movie with a friend. I am more of a curl up on the couch and read kinda gal. Or close all the curtains in the house, put loud music on and dance! Like John Travolta. Yep. That's me.

What makes matters even more wild is that I saw Wolverine. It was fantastic. I've never seen any of the XMEN movies so I never knew what to expect. But I had a blast.

The theater I went to was Alamo Draft House. It is a restaurant/theater. So you go in, sit down and order some food. They serve beer and wine, and everything on the menu. If you are ever in Austin, you must go see a movie there. Before the movie, they show these crazy advertisements. And crazy clips from old movies. Whoever came up with the idea of this theater is definitely a genius.

So that was my wild life yesterday.

What have you been up to lately? What was the wild thing you did recently? Do tell! I am all ears.

Another HOOT

HOOT= Husband Out of Town

So what is with me and the geckos? And why is it that anytime my hubby is out of town, I run into all kinds of problems?

Last weekend, as I was going to water my plants, I noticed a baby gecko was lounging between my patio door. I am terrified of them. So I screamed and shut the door. And locked it. And it remained locked until yesterday.

The gentleman who does my yard work showed up last evening. I unlocked the patio door and explained the situation to him. I wanted him to open the door from outside and verify if the gecko was still stuck in my patio door.

If gecko found, catch it and release far from my house.

If gecko runs into my house, do whatever to remove it from my house.

If no gecko found, chilled beer for everyone.

So he opened the patio door and looked around. And he found nothing. But I spotted it. Sitting right there. And I screamed and screamed and screamed.

He finally saw it and grabbed it and released it. His entire crew was watching this by now. And they all started laughing. And telling me how good the geckos are.

I like geckos just fine. I just don't want them in my house. I am very seriously phobic about them. It has to do with an incident that happened in my childhood that I never ever want to talk about.

All I have to say is that dear geckos. Let's coexist. You in your space and me in mine.

And frankly everyone laughs at me about this. And gives me advice. I know that I have a serious phobia about this. It is irrational. I know that they are good for the earth. I know. I know. But I am terrified of them. And it is not funny to me at all.

So what about you? Do you have an irrational phobia? Something no one understands?