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Fear, Itself.

Day 4 of the 31 Day blog challenge and I’m a tad behind. Forgive me, I was out tonight after work with friends to see The Avengers, which if you haven’t seen already you must, even if you’re not a superhero movie fan, because it is THAT awesome.

The challenge for today is to write about my fears, of which I have plenty. Rational fears and not-so-rational ones.  I’m afraid of snakes in my flower beds and sharks in swimming pools. I’m afraid that I might fall down my stairs when I’m home alone and break my neck and not be found for three weeks.

Sorry, morbid.

I’m afraid of unexplained noises in the night. I’m afraid of home invasion. I’m afraid I’ll come home from work one day and my house will have burned down. I’m afraid one day I’ll mess up at work and end up killing someone. I’m afraid my mom will get cancer. I’m afraid my dad will have a heart attack. I’m afraid of losing both my parents, ever.

I’m afraid I’ll never go to Europe. I’m afraid of jellyfish. I’m afraid of tarantulas, velociraptors, zombies, Jason Vorhees, Freddy Krueger, and Pennywise the Clown.

And now I’m probably not sleeping tonight, at all. Awesome.

Share your fears or jump in tomorrow on the 31 day blog challenge!

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A Conversation With My Mother That Didn’t Actually Take Place But Totally Could Have (With Pictures).

“Hi honey! Dad said the new brick border you guys put in yesterday looks really nice.”

“Hi Momma. Yeah, it looks great, Daddy does good work. My legs are wicked sore though.”

“I bet! He mentioned you were going to go to Lowe’s for flowers?”

“Yeah, a few marigolds for the planters and a Shasta daisy to replace the one that didn’t make the winter. Oh, and I got a Gerber daisy for the other planter. And some other stuff.”

“What do you mean, other stuff?”

“Well, I know I said I wasn’t going to bother, but the tomatoes were right there….”

“Uh-huh, how many did you buy?”

“Oh, just one, but I got some herbs too.”

“What kind?”

“Basil, cilantro, some italian parsley, and mint.”

“Wait. I know why you got the basil, parsley, and cilantro — but what are you going to make with mint?”

“Duh, mom. Mojitos.”

“That’s my girl.”