Showing posts with label scary things. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scary things. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Flash of Insight

A Lesson in Margin from a high school classmate, Pastor Matt Keller:
The way to have peace is through Margin. Put another way, Peace lives in the Margins of our lives. Show me someone with no peace, & I'll show you someone with no margin. No peace in your finances? I bet you don't have margin. [emphasis mine] No peace in your calendar? I bet you don't have margin. No peace in your personal life? I bet you don't have margin.

Margin is the distance between where you live and your limits. Foolish is the person who resides on the side of a cliff. We wouldn't think to build a home within 6 inches of a cliff, but we do it all the time in other areas of our lives.

Amen, Pastor Matt, and thank you!

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Palmetto Bugs

= Cockroaches.

I has 'em.  :-[

Palmetto Bug
American Cockroach

Can you tell a difference? I can't. That's cuz there IS NONE.

Just read this on a discussion board about how to get rid of palmetto bugs. It is the Funniest Thing EVER:
Coming from NY, I thought waterbugs were my worst nightmare. I have always hated and been creeped out by them. So imagine my complete horror to move to Florida and find that my worst nightmare has gained an additional inch AND WINGS!!!
The first time I saw a Palmetto Bug fly, I fell to my knees and crawled backwards out of the room hysterical. I mean, to put this into perspective for those who think we have nothing to fear, it's like a person who's afraid of clowns being faced by Shaquille O'Neal in clown suit and coming at them in a B1 bomber.
 OMG I can't stop laughing at this analogy!! This article has a pretty good summary of these vile beasts as well.

But in all seriousness, I need them OUT of my house! I have placed a call to my apartment complex office and also filled out an online work order with them. So far, no response. I am not surprised, but I can no longer casually walk into my bathroom. I stop at the doorway, flip on the light, glance around, then make some kind of noise before entering.

Yesterday I was pulling the last 2 rolls of toilet paper out of the plastic wrapper. Of course I banged on the cabinet door before opening it, then pulled the package out with only a thumb & forefinger, touching just 1-square inch of the corner of the plastic packaging, did a throughout shaking and visual inspection, and only then did I attempt to extract the fresh rolls of TP. At some point in this process, a stray end of the plastic packaging brushed against my hand and I jumped, shrieked and dropped the package. I had to laugh at myself, but at the same time, it's really frustrating to feel so jumpy in my own place all the time!

And since I saw one creeping under a suitcase I still need to unpack the other night, well, I haven't been very motivated to unpack my clothes--not to mention move that suitcase!

*shuddering, goose bumpy & jumpy!*

Next time remind me to tell you about how the plants are biters and trees throw things at me!