My day was wonderful - filled with sand and bbq and cake and waves and friends and fun.
The most exciting part of my birthday was an uninvited guest who decided to swing by after the party last night:
Eeeeewww! That 5" creature could really move! Oh, those were some fast legs (31 legs?) You won't be suprised to hear that we all started screaming, and kept right on screaming until Nathan came in to save us.
He put that bad boy in an empty pickle jar, and now it is hanging out in our garage. Today, Nathan fed it a rather large cockroach.
I'm feeling all twitchy just thinking about it.
Clickity Click to read a funny, if creapy, post about dealing with centipedes. I found some rather interesting folklore in the comments, such as:
centipedes travel in twos (we haven't seen the mate to our "pet" yet, waaaaaa)
squishing a centipede releases a scent that attracts other centipedes (is that true?)
headless centipedes can live for days....
Where's that spider when you need it?
Every party needs a pooper that's why we invited you...
And even though I had to check under my sheets and inside my pillow case before going to sleep, it was a great birthday!
ps not my cake, I just liked the photo