Thursday, March 22, 2018

Thursday Thoughts

SP brought me flowers on Tuesday. They were to cheer me up after what we're calling The Snake Incident.
We live in Robinson. Close to major roads and shopping. Not rural. But there is a woods area on the hill behind our house. It's not very large, we can see the homes down the hill through the trees, but apparently it's quite healthy and critters thrive. I knew our neighbor on the left found snake skins in her attic. I knew the neighbors on the right found a dead snake and a live one in their basement. I knew we had snakes because I'd seen them in the grass, on the front patio, and let's not forget the deck incident. But I never really thought we'd get any inside - surely we were sealed up tight since we had someone check things out in the first 2 years we were here. And we had a handle on the mice thing - the house had been checked for holes, and we had cats for a while and they handled the mice. It was safe.

Safe until Tuesday when I went to make lunch, rounded the island on my way to the english muffins and toaster, and suddenly I stopped short and was seized by terror because there it was. On the floor. In the kitchen. By the baseboard. Exactly where I needed to go. Of course my phone was in another room. I zipped off to get it. I didn't know who to call. SP was at least 45 minutes away. The neighbors and our friends were all at work, far away. Was a snake in the house 911 worthy?

So I called my dad and said something like,"Daddy I need you come quick there's a snake in the house." It took him a few seconds to respond. He said to call 911. So I did. I could barely do it because my hands were shaking so much. My heart was racing, thumping so hard I really thought it was going to burst out of my chest. I was afraid to look at it, but also afraid to not look at it because what if it disappeared? I'd never be able to be in the house if I knew a snake had disappeared somewhere. The 911 lady was very nice and calm, apparently a snake is 911 worthy. I think I even apologized and asked her if it was OK to call 911 for a snake in house problem. She just kept calmly taking my name, address, etc.

I think the 11-12 minutes it took for the policeman to arrive were the longest, scariest, most stressful of my life. He came in, I pointed at it, and he was all, oh yea, a baby garter, reached down, and picked it up. Eeewww and baby? OK probably technically a baby, "only" about 22" long (I measured later on from where its head/tail were). He took the snake away. I called my dad back and told him I was safe. Then I called SP and as soon as he answered I think I started sobbing about how it had finally happened and I wanted to move because I was sick of all the snakes, stink bugs, spiders, ground hogs, squirrels, birds, house centipedes, wasps, etc. He came home right away.

It took me a bit over an hour to calm down and stop shaking. I'm disappointed in myself. I know they're harmless, I know they're scared of me, and yet every time I see one I am seized by terror and shaking. SP has gone on snake patrol several times - using a flashlight and poking around the rooms and closets and under furniture. Today is the first time I've been alone at home since the incident and I'm disappointed in myself because I'm pretty tense.

I hope the snake got buried in the  snow and froze to death. I know, that's mean, he didn't mean me any harm, but I don't care. Get the eff out of my house and stay out.
Speaking of snow, apparently Tuesday-Wednesday was the biggest snowfall since Snowmageddon in Feb. 2010 when we got 21". This time, in the area near where we live, we had 10.4" officially at 5 pm last night, but it was still snowing and snowed for a few more hours so we figure we got close to 11". SP was again super happy we bought a snowblower a few years ago. Happy Spring!
As always, we filled out brackets for the March Madness tournament (men and women). Sadly, I have many wrong picks and am probably going to be the loser. Darn Virginia. Darn Xavier. Of the four of us (me, SP, mom, dad), it looks like SP, the one who doesn't follow basketball, might be the winner.
 

What We're Eating:


Dessert: Cappuccino Biscotti
What We're Watching:

  • The final season of The Americans starts next week - so excited! The only downside is that it's on at the same time as Designated Survivor, so we'll have to delay watching one of them.
  • We're caught up on McMafia and enjoying it quite a bit. For some reason, it reminds me of The Night Manager.
  • One more episode of The Alienist. I'm curious to see who the murderer is, or if they leave it as a cliffhanger and make a season 2 even though I thought it was supposed to be a limited series.

What I'm Reading:

  • I finished Island of Sweet Pies & Soldiers and enjoyed it.That's 3 books in a row set during WW2 (Korea, TN, Hawaii).
  • I read Plum Tea Crazy from Laura Childs. It's the 19th in this series, so at times it feels a little tired. Everything is always so delicious, so perfect, the descriptions of recurring places/people tiresome when you've read all the books in the series.
  • New issues of magazines are arriving. I flipped through the new Food Network Magazine yesterday and took the Veggie IQ Quiz. I didn't do as well as I expected.

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