House Of Horrors, Cont.

Well, maybe not horrors, but certainly less blissful than hoped-for.

Terri called me tonight to tell me that a scorpion was in the house with her.

A scorpion.

Ok, where's the camera? Joke's over... but, apparently, it was for real. A nice little brown scorpion, in the house in the woods, on a rainy night. She was extremely brave and, um, took care of it. Go, Terri!

In other news, it's the third night of just me and the girls. Katie is completely thrilled with the heating pad on the bed, Cleo is running around with Kitty Crazies, and Tiger Lily is sitting on her bed in the hall, looking slightly bewildered. In other words, a normal night. I'm doing okay. I'm really ready for Terri to be home. I did get some projects done this week, and visited with Nicki, so that's good. But now she needs to come home.

Well, it's 11, so time for bed. Thankfully, in a bed without scorpions.