Scream like a girl....and then RUN!

We have had a TON of rain here the past 2 days in the Carolina's...it has been a gully washer to say the least! We have a creek that runs through our property and it is Kyle's weekly job to keep the beaver dams torn down...cause those are some busy little beavers let me tell you! Everytime Kyle goes to demolish their latest "project" he comes back with a list of things he found in the dam. You will not believe how crafty those little boogers are! They have used one of Kyle's arrows for his bow, his minnow bucket and rope...and what ever else they can find that Kyle has left down by the creek. I swear it is like thaey are little Pecaso's or something with the things they weave in the dam!!!! Chris told him to make sure he brings the shovel and rake back each time he goes down there because the beavers would have a hay day working those in on the dam :O)

Anyway, back on track to my story....so when Kyle gets home it was raining way to hard for him to go down and bust up the dam, but the water from the creek is slowly creeping up in the yard. So when Chris gets home about 8 that night it was to dark to go down and still pouring the rain. So Chris gets the spot light and goes out to our back porch that is covered by the way, to shine the light and see just how far the water had come up.

While he is out there I am watching him from the comfort of our nice warm couch :O)
As he turns to walk back toward the door I see him jumping up and down with legs and arms flinging around like some crazy person. The entire time wondering what in the world is his problem????? It was like he was high stepping in slow motion.....with the spot light in one hand and his Rockette Lady high kicks he finally makes it to the door. He flings the door open while still in the middle of his "high kick chorus line routine" complete with "what the.....ahhhh Lord.....AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" when I see something fly through the air and land with a smack on the hardwood floor in the livingroom. I jump off the couch to see a snake has now landed in the livingroom!!!! I swear Chris's feet never touched the floor after that! He took off running and left me alone with it!!!! He said he had gone to get something to get it out of the house...but I don't believe that for a second...cause when he came back he still didn't have anything in his hands and had to kill the snake with MY pink flip flop which by the way was already out on the back porch!

So there you have it....my husband ran in fear from a snake, screamed "like a girl" and then killed it "like a girl"......complete with a pink flip flop!!!!!

My hero!!!!!!!