Scaredy Cat

Those of you who know me are already quite aware that I'm a total wuss. I wouldn't go as far as saying that I'm afraid of the dark or anything, but I don't know that my hubby would even back me up on that statement!

I'm sure that I've always been this way, too. I can remember watching a particular episode commercial for "Are You Afraid of the Dark" on Nickelodeon and being afraid to sleep by myself because the commercial showed a kid sleeping peacefully  in bed and then pans up to show that there is a ghost hovering above him. It fah-reaked me out! You guys, I was even scared of the movie Ernest Scared Stupid! There is a scene where the girl hears something and is afraid to get off her bed because she thinks a troll is hiding underneath. She finally gets the courage to look and, of course, it's nothing but her teddy bear. She sits back up with a sigh of relief, only to turn her head and find the troll laying next to her! I realize this sounds silly now, but this scene sometimes still haunts me!

So, to recap, I am totally freaked out by anything even remotely scary. As a result, I'm quite jumpy. And since we all know that misery loves company, I am forever trying to sneak up on people to scare them. I do this to both my mom and my hubby on a regular basis. Hubby pretty much expects it and so I almost never have the satisfaction of scaring him. And even when I do, I usually have to ask because it isn't like he lets out a high-pitched scream. I wish he did. I'd totally post it, too.

You know who does scream at the top of their lungs when someone jumps out at them?! Yeah, that'd be me. And that's what happened last night. I unsuccessfully tried to scare Dan when we were heading to bed. Then I realized that I forgot to grab the laundry out of the dryer, so I ran out to the garage to grab it,  turning on lights as I went, of course! I came back in and before I turned off the dining room light, I tried to peer into the hallway to make sure he wasn't going to try and jump out at me. All clear, so I turned off the light and began to walk through the living room when I heard a noise. A growly-hissy noise. You know the kind. Then there was something coming towards me. And I screamed. And backed up into the table. And then there was a bunch of giggling coming from the hubby. That bastard. I didn't even have time to react once I realized it was only him. First, because I woke Haeden up and he started crying almost immediately and second, because I had to run and pee. This bladder ain't what it used to be.

Karma sucks, you guys. Be careful out there!