What Scares You?

I love horror movies, horror novels and Halloween. I don't scare real easily while watching horror movies but there is the occasional movie that gets under my skin...something like, The Exorcist or Paranormal Activity can make me think that an angry ghost will come and try to take their frustrations out on me while I'm sleeping in my bed.

Not the best thoughts to go to bed with, let me tell you.

There are other things that scare me...one in particular. Bee's..I hate bee's, wasps, hornets, yellow jackets, oh and have you seen those humongous Japanese Hornets? They are the most disgusting thing I've ever seen...ever! When my brother first sent me a picture and then a video of one to me, I thought for sure this thing was pure fiction..but Noooo, thank you very much Mother Nature for making my nightmares come true.

You know that wild dance most people do when they encounter a spider web to the face? That dance where you look like you are having an arm waving epileptic fit while running, gasping in between screams and cries of horror? Yeah that one...well I do that every time a bee gets near me. 

Funny story, or not so funny if you are me. O_o back in June of 1991, I was 9 months pregnant with my daughter and my husband Ken had a beeper on him for me to alert him if I went into labor. It was June...in Las Vegas, Nevada which meant the bee's and hornets were out flying around flying from flower to flower or spotting people they could terrorize. So a bee got into my apartment and was buzzing around my living room.


I wasn't going to try and swat it out, so I did the next best thing. I picked up the phone, hid in the bathroom with a towel at the bottom on the door. *You know just in case the bee tried to follow me in the bathroom* I called Hubby's beeper number and knew he would be there in a matter of minutes because he worked as a maintenance man for the apartment complex we lived at. 

With 2 minutes he and his boss were running in the door and yelling for me. I cracked open the bathroom door and yelled, "bee!, In the living room." and then shut the door. I hear him talking to his boss and laughing and with a minute or so he knocks on the bathroom door and tells me it's safe to come out. I come out and felt justified calling him but he was kinda mad. His boss tells me they ran from the other side of the complex because they thought I was in labor...but all I needed was a bee swatted out of the apartment. 

Of course the entire apartment complex, the manager and all my neighbors heard the story with a few days and I never lived it down as long long as we lived there. Oh and that wasn't the last time I beeped him to come kill a bee either, which caused all sorts of amusement with his co workers. 


So what are you scared of?