Super Cricket

There was a cricket in my kitchen a couple of days ago...I don't know that it qualifies me to be anywhere in the league Megan's in for "creatures in a specific room;" that sounds like an award...

And the winner for "Most household pests in one room in a given week" goes to....

I told Matt that the cricket in my kitchen was too big to kill, and he speculated that the cricket had caught the shoe and thrown it back at me... When I said that wasn't it, he decided that the cricket must have feinted to one side and then thrown the refrigerator on top of me. Of course, I didn't call in to work, because someone probably would have come over to free me from said refrigerator and then I would've had to go to work. Well, neither case is true, the truth is that it was on the windowsill ledge and somehow the idea of trying to kill a cricket that was on my own eye level was just too much for me. I did spray it with the water spray bottle I use for my baby palm tree; at least that got it to go behind the blinds where I couldn't see it anymore. The next morning, there was no sign of it.

It could be anywhere.....

Should have killed it when I had the chance....

Dammit, I'm such a girl sometimes....