Remember when I wrote about having a tokay lizard in our house? [[If you don’t know what I’m talking about you should read this post first.]]
Well, they’re back and the other night I sent Tracy this text:
(It’s the bottom text that matters…)
Tokay is above my ceiling making lots of noise tonight. I keep imagining it biting a hole in the ceiling and falling on me : (
In the morning when I was sharing about my lack of sleep the night prior and about how I just kept throwing pillows at my ceiling to try to scare the thing away, Tracy told me that I’m crazy and that it’s completely unlikely that anything would chew through my ceiling.
I have a highly active imagination and sometimes I let it get the best of me.
Tonight I took this picture:
What’s so special about this photo, you may be asking yourself. What is Caleb doing?
Oh, you know…. nothing… he’s just patching up the HOLE that was EATEN THROUGH MY CEILING!!!!!!!!!!!
IT ATE A HOLE THROUGH MY CEILING!!!!!!!!!!!
THE FREAKING TOKAY ATE A HOLE THROUGH MY FREAKING CEILING!!!
BAAAAAAHHHH! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AJADLKJ;AKDJF;KJASDLKJALKJADKL!
I’ve done a lot of jumping and yelling and freaking out this past 45 minutes.
I am not a happy camper tonight my friends. Nope. Not at all.
Where is the Tokay?
I don’t know. Probably in my pillow case…waiting to burrow into my head full of warm hair. It is cold season and the tokay is cold blooded. He’s just there waiting for me to fall asleep.
But OOOOOH HO HO tokay–I’m smarter than you–I’m totally not sleeping tonight… or EVER AGAIN!!! Good luck burrowing into my hair! GOOOO-OOOD LUCK!
Anyway, this probably doesn’t fit under that category of #firstworldproblems. No,this is my life. This is my life.