a·rach·no·pho·bi·a n. An abnormal fear of spiders.
So I have arachnophobia, to the point where I screech at the sight of the smallest spider, I start to fidget and my hands get all clammy and sweaty.
Well on a Wednesday in the not to distant past (I haven't blogged in a while) we were over my youth pastors house for recharge (our young adults bible study group) and we were all sitting down to chill out and get the low down on the following term.
Now for those of you who read my blog and don't come to recharge, you should know that it's a very relaxed atmosphere. So were assembling in the lounge room when our youth pastors wife came across the room holding a big beautiful 'ZOO' photographic book, all excited I expected her to show me some beautiful picture of a frog; but to my horror she showed me a giant picture of a gross hairy tarantula. I was so surprised and freaked out all at the same time; I jumped so high I almost hit my head on the roof. I don't know wether I was more shocked by the giant spider photo, or by the fact that my youth pastors wife, actually went out her way to frighten me.
Now my youth pastors wife, is a seemingly nice person, but once you get to know her, her true colours start to shine through, and she really does have a 'playful' streak.
I am currently planning my revenge. I say this as I assure you that my youth pastors wife is actually a really kind and considerate person, who feels bad for scaring me so much, and will never live this particular moment down, I wont let her.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Frozen Peas
Ok this story will make a little more sense if I describe the layout of our house first.
So the bedrooms are at the end of the hallway, and the bathroom comes off the top of the hallway. The toilet is off the bathroom, but the toilet is also accessible through the laundry which is off the kitchen... so you with me?? I know a little confusing but I'll give my story a whirl and hopefully you'll be able to keep up.
Just about an hour ago my little sis had just put her rabbit away for the night (I know this is irrelevant but i like to talk so what can I say? - for those who care to know we keep the rabbit in the bathroom throughout the day to keep him cool. - and that will make more sense when you here the rest of the story.
...ok so where was I... oh yes.... and she came back in and was getting ready to get in the shower. Now my sister had entered the bathroom through the hallway entrance, and I was intending on launching a surprise attack so i entered through the laundry. I stepped into the toilet 'room' and waited to hear her enter the bathroom. I hear what sounded like the bathroom door opening when i slid the toilet door open screaming BOO! but I completely miss judged and smacked my head on the door. Which door I smacked it on I couldn't tell you all I know was it hurt. I looked up nursing my forehead and to my horror my sister was standing at her bedroom door. I heard the wrong door opening!!
So my surprise attack failed miserably, my sister was laughing at me and I am writing this post with a packet of frozen peas held against the rising bump on my brow!! Ouch!!
So the bedrooms are at the end of the hallway, and the bathroom comes off the top of the hallway. The toilet is off the bathroom, but the toilet is also accessible through the laundry which is off the kitchen... so you with me?? I know a little confusing but I'll give my story a whirl and hopefully you'll be able to keep up.
Just about an hour ago my little sis had just put her rabbit away for the night (I know this is irrelevant but i like to talk so what can I say? - for those who care to know we keep the rabbit in the bathroom throughout the day to keep him cool. - and that will make more sense when you here the rest of the story.
...ok so where was I... oh yes.... and she came back in and was getting ready to get in the shower. Now my sister had entered the bathroom through the hallway entrance, and I was intending on launching a surprise attack so i entered through the laundry. I stepped into the toilet 'room' and waited to hear her enter the bathroom. I hear what sounded like the bathroom door opening when i slid the toilet door open screaming BOO! but I completely miss judged and smacked my head on the door. Which door I smacked it on I couldn't tell you all I know was it hurt. I looked up nursing my forehead and to my horror my sister was standing at her bedroom door. I heard the wrong door opening!!
So my surprise attack failed miserably, my sister was laughing at me and I am writing this post with a packet of frozen peas held against the rising bump on my brow!! Ouch!!
Iced coffee
Mum and I went to pick my sister up from a birthday party.
We decided to go a little early and grab a treat on the way. Mum felt like a milkshake so we decided that Maccas was the go. Heading through the drive through I intended on getting my usual (a coke freezey), but as we passed the sign I changed my mind and went for the new
We decided to go a little early and grab a treat on the way. Mum felt like a milkshake so we decided that Maccas was the go. Heading through the drive through I intended on getting my usual (a coke freezey), but as we passed the sign I changed my mind and went for the new
"drive thru - iced coffee"
(I guess that proves that advertising really works.) Anyways mum decided that it sounded nice so she changed her mind too. We ordered, payed and then drove up to collect the goods, as we watched them pour the ice coffee from a bottle into our cups and fill them with ice cubes.
Sipping in our much desired drinks we were very disappointed! It tasted just like farmers union iced coffee, the only difference was it was in a cup with ice.
So our advice to you don't bother just get a farmers union, it's more cost effective and you get the 10c back for the carton!!
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