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Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Should I be concerned that my children's gym teacher is a chain saw massacrest by night?

I over came a fear tonight! Okay, I am still terrified but it wasn't as crazy, freakish, blind, terror as it was earlier. I went to DR. SLAUGHTER! Can you believe it? Last time I have been to a spook alley type thing was 16 years ago and I got so freaked out I turned to run and ran my head smack into a brick wall! OUCH.

Tonight I went with my oldest daughter and some other friends to the local spook alley. It was really well done and super scary and LONG! Too long! And Stressful! I was so thankful to have Melanie as my human shield. I literally had "pick a car off an injured person" super human strength tonight as I gripped with both hands the back of her jacket and maneuvered her this way and that to protect myself. (Melanie- Thank you, thank you, thank you! I couldn't have survived without you!) Her daughter bravely led the way the whole time. It was scary! Crazy people and monsters, aliens etc jumping out at you at every turn. I can still laugh when the walls were smooshing us and Melanie screamed the whole way through because of claustrophobia. Several times I reminded the creepazoids that they were not allowed to touch me. "You can't touch me!" (Those are the rules)That helped. I kept telling my group "they are just people, they are just people." It was scary fun. I don't quite get it but I liked it. Only one time though. I am not going again. Kassidy loved it and laughed the whole was through. I am a very PROUD mother that I have somehow manage to raise a child who isn't scared of everything like me! I am sure I can't take any credit for it but I am glad she is brave.

I was oddly proud of myself when it was over as my friend Camy said I would be! I don't understand why but I was glad I had done it.

Later I ran into my children's gym teacher and he recognized us at Dr. Slaughters. He was in the very last room playing the chain saw massacrest guy! Gotta love small towns. Where else is your teacher your teacher by day and chain saw dude by night! (and at one time your hometeacher, even!)

3 comments:

kirstensblog said...: No way! Who is he? Awesome blog. I live vicariously. I on the other hand was at the temple away from all the SCARY THINGS! But actually, I am jealous. That sounded way way fun. Especially to go with Melanie. I am glad you went and I am so proud of you conquering your fears! Did they have the scary brick wall to jump out at you? (I'd think that would be the MOST scary thing for you since your experience sixteen years ago. ha ha); October 29, 2009 at 7:33 AM
Janetlee said...: So it is Mr. Dopp? Cool. Sounded like a fun thing to do with your daughter. Maybe I'll try it.; October 29, 2009 at 11:27 AM
Unknown said...: Still laughing over here... "YOU HAVE TO DO HARD THINGS"!! =) Also - how do you say/spell massacherist? Wierd word!; October 29, 2009 at 9:57 PM

I know it is long but it is life altering!

C.S. Lewis- Meanwhile the cross comes before the crown and tomorrow is a Monday morning...It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest and most uninteresting person you can talk to may one day be a creature which, if you say it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare. All day long we are, in some degree, helping each other to one or other of these destinations. It is in the light of these overwhelming possibilities that we should conduct all our dealings with one another, all friendships, all loves, all play, all politics. There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. But it is immortals who we joke with, work with, marry, snub and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendours. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn. We must play. But our merriment must be of the kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have from the outset, taken each other seriously - no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption, and our charity must be a real and costly love, with deep feeling for the sins in spite of which we love the sinner - no mere tolerance, or indulgence which parodies love as flippancy parodies merriment. Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses."

"Women of God can never be like women of the world. The world has enough women who are tough; we need women who are tender. There are enough women who are course; we need women who are kind. There are enough women who are rude; we need women who are refined. We have enough women of fame and fotune; we need more women of faith. We have enough greed; we need more goodness. We have enough vanity; we need more virtue. We have enough popularity; we need more purity." Margaret D. Naduald

" Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. -Nelson Mandela-

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Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Should I be concerned that my children's gym teacher is a chain saw massacrest by night?

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