Oh my! Today I went to grab the olive oil when I saw a roach so big I thought it would stand on it’s hind legs and give me a high five. Okay, I exaggerate but the roach was so big I screamed. I scream only when I’m startled or when I see a bug the size of a biscuit inches from my hand. Then I started thinking about that movie “Joe’s Apartment” and how those little critters sang, and that terrified me even more. What if when I went to try to kill the roach it started talking to me? It might not be the worst thing, but maybe not the best thing either. I feel so conflicted about talking roaches.
Watch this clip and then you’ll understand the battle within me: