Some of the lovelies we get here:
These are all OK by me. Well, the flying roaches are pretty disturbing, but my true fear is this.
|Ahhhhh! The dreaded Red Wasp!!|
|Holy S**t! A Hornet!!|
When I see flying, stinging bugs, I freeze. I stop breathing. I go into full on panic mode.
And if they get into the house, I load the kids into the car and just leave.
Totally rational, right?
This is why, sadly, my house can't be covered in things like this:
Yes, I need hypnotherapy.
Or lots of Xanax...