The other night, CJ was sent to his room to get his PJs on....after a few seconds a blood curling scream came from his bedroom. Laura and Clay were sure there was someone in there trying to murder him....well, no - there wasn't any ax murder in our house - but there was an imposter! A rather large imposter too! As Laura and Clay ran to the scene of the crime, yelling, "What is it? What's the matter?" CJ replied, "It's a centipede...it's a centipede." Laura immediately calmed down and said, "Is that all? For goodness sake CJ, you freaked us out! Where is the stupid thing?" CJ stands on his bed and points to the ground continuing to scream....Laura turns around and HOLY COW...this thing is squiggling and squirming all over the floor. This isn't your typical centipede people....this is a centipede on steroids. Laura had a little more sympathy for CJ after that....she probably would have screamed if she found that ugly thing in her room too!
Well, we quickly got a Tupperware and got the THING contained. This unwanted house guest was getting booted out..TONIGHT~ and If you are curious as to what happens to unwanted house guests that come to the Ward house....well - let me tell ya - I don't know! All I know is that they "mysteriously disappear" while we are asleep! Clay assures Laura that they are gone and gone for good....none of this tossing them out into the backyard business so they can re-enter sometime in the near future...NO THANK YOU. There were strict instructions that the imposter was to be "dealt with." "with NO possible way for it's return" That means it has to be DEAD, and you have to be sure that it is DEAD....Laura wants to be able to sleep at night! In the morning, Clay guaranteed the removal of the creature was sure......whew. That was a beast. We tried to show you in the picture the size of this thing...it was about the size of an adult palm. Yikes. We even googled it (mistake people...big mistake...it said it was Giant Deseret Centipede) that is common to this neck of the woods, but then there were tons of stories people posted about them crawling into their pants that were on the floor and then people unknowingly putting them on....it gives me the heebie geebies just thinking about it. I guess one good thing came from this whole experience.... I won't be leaving my clothes on the floor anymore!!! It was bad enough seeing this thing from the other side of a Tupperware, I definitely don't want an up close and personal experience with it in my pants. Talk about PTSD..
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