Let me just start this blog by saying this: I am not usually a pansy. Well... not usually.
If I see a spider, I don't cry. I'll try new foods, gladly. I got some guts.
Snakes on the other hand... I don't do. I never have been a fan of those nasty little buggers.
So here I am, minding my own business... making an amazing lunch at my home with Katie. I decided I'd be a good room mate and take the garbage out... *shakes head*... Upon opening the front door and taking a step outside I saw a tail disappearing down the top step. I started praying that it was a lizard... Sadly, it wasn't.
Pretty soon I was standing behind my shut door, screaming like a little girl, and peering out the side window. I pulled Katie (who was also screaming like a little girl) over to look at it so she would know I wasn't crazy and there really was a ginormous snake chillin' out in my front yard.
Here is the conversation that followed:
Callie: WHAT IS THIS SNAKE DOING ALL UP IN MY LIFE?!
Katie: *Screams* I'm never going outside again!
Callie: So much for that run I was going to take...
*Runs to bedroom to look out the window*
Callie: I think SharpTooth (Yes, we named the snake) is trying to get into my house...
Katie: Did you lock the front door?
Callie: ..................No.
Katie: CALLIE!!! DO YOU WANT TO DIE?!??!?!?!?!
*runs and locks door*
Then we see our neighborhood kids riding bikes up and down the street. Because we are too afraid to open windows or doors we decide to scream at the window: WATCH OUT FOR SNAKES!!
Callie: Wait... I'll give you 5$ if you take my trash out!
So. Did we overreact? Um. Yeah. Probably. But I laughed instead of passing out. Good times. Good times.
I would also like to thank our friend, Kaley Kelsey. We're too afraid to leave the house... so she's coming to get us... tomorrow.
We'll be here... waiting.
