Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Married to the Most Wonderful Man on the Planet

Last night I woke up in the middle of the night--as I'm wont to do--and after using the bathroom, I noticed a medium-sized roach (about an inch long) a couple of feet away on the floor (WHAT IF I HAD STEPPED ON IT IN THE DARK?!?!). After saying, "Eeeew," I decided to be brave and try to pick it up with a million tissues and throw it in the toilet all by myself. That is since my sweet husband was still fast asleep. ran out from under the tissues, so I let out a scream. Not even my most blood-curdling. Just a short scream of surprise/horror. The roach ran under the bathroom scale. Meanwhile, I had climbed up onto the toilet and there I stood, frozen, not knowing what to do. It seemed like I was there for a while, but it must have been only a few seconds till I heard some rustling and then my husband knocking on the bathroom door. Of course I let him in and after I explained the situation, while still looking very groggy and tired, he took the tissues from me, moved the scale, quickly grabbed the roach in the tissues, squished it (gross!), tossed it in the trash, and quietly walked back to our room and climbed back in bed.

People, if that's not love, I don't know what is.


  1. No greater love hath any husband than the midnight killing of a roach for his beautiful bride.

  2. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww. Dani, you are hilarious - I love your stories. I'm going to go email you instead of put the rest of my thought in a comment.

  3. I can soooo relate to the cock-roach stuff. When Ty lived in Okinawa, we had the mother of all roaches in our apartment. Hair spray seemed to paralyze them enough to go grab some roach spray. FYI. Ty used to collect crabs from the ocean and liked to let them loose in our apartment just to listen to his mom scream:(

  4. Oh my goodness. I HATE cockroaches. Spiders, NBD. I can squish those with my bare hands, but cockroaches! I HATE THEM!

    go TY!