Tonight I was sitting in the dark, minding my own business, looking at pictures on my computer, when out of nowhere four crickets attacked me. FOUR. A blood curdling scream caught in my throat, but I somehow managed to hold in in so I wouldn't wake the kids.
Mike killed them of course (he stabbed them to death with our broom), but the question remains: Why? How?
Four crickets...how random is THAT???? Now I itch all over with the heebie jeebies.
(Shelly, if you are reading this...I think I may be living in Udeme's old house.)