Today, as the month of October comes to a close, I want to pause and talk about Halloween. Yes, its an American tradition, and yes, this blog post is early! But really, I have so much to post over the coming days I couldn't fit this post in at any other time! So here it is now!

I want to talk about fear! What scares the crap out of you? Is it a scary movie? Heights? Spiders? Insects? Twinks dressed as werewolves? Bears in the woods? Silver foxes in their den? What? 

For me, it's spiders and a close (very close) second would be heights. I have a story to tell you about how scared I am of heights. Let me share: 

I got myself stuck when I was building mine and Lee's studio room in our back yard over my holidays recently (Lee uses it to do beauty therapy and is doing really well with waxing and pedicuring and putting on of nails and stuff like that, while I take up a corner with my laptop to write). You see, when it came time to fix the roof sheeting down, I got up the ladder and started to merrily work, drill, screws and all my other tools at hand. After about a half an hour of this, I decided I needed to get down and get a drink. It was a hot day and I can't get myself too dehydrated because of my health...Anyway, suffice it to say, when I moved my leg over the edge and put my foot down onto the place where I thought the top rung of the ladder should have been, I felt nothing but air! 

I panicked because I couldn't stand up on the roof because of my fear and I couldn't look down to see where the ladder was because of the same thing. Lee was nowhere to be seen! I called and called, but no answer. I began to really get myself worked up. The drill fell off the roof as I tried to move around so I could see if there was another way off the roof. There was a loud bang as the drill hit the concrete below, smashed to pieces! That scared the crap out of me as well, just to make matter even worse. 

By now, I was numb with fear. I couldn't move anymore and after what seemed like forever, Lee struts out the house, all smiles. I swore my head off. I didn't mean it in any nasty way, I was just fucking scared! Seemed Lee had popped to the loo and had told me, but because I was busy I didn't hear. Yeah right! Then again, being up on a roof would have made me deaf anyway because I would have been concentrating on making sure I didn't get off the roof in a manner which would see me break any bones.  

Okay, I can laugh about it now, but one thing you should NEVER do is leave a person up a roof if they are scared of heights! Now, you may be thinking why Lee didn't get up on the roof instead of me--well...my fear is mild compared to how Lee gets!!!! LOL Oh, we are a mad, mad couple! LOL

Oh, and I want this T-shirt, too!



Happy Halloween when you go trick or treating everyone over there in the big, beautiful land of America! *waves from Australia*