There’s a mutant in my mailbox!
This is one of those disastrous home front moments of deployment. There is something very freaky living INSIDE my mailbox. You heard me, uh, well, … read me right! There is a mutant living inside my mailbox and I want my husband home NOW to kill IT. He could even use his big gun, I don’t care. Hand grenade? Sure. Just get IT out of there.
About a week after I moved here I went to get my mail one day. There was a huge pile of mail. I went to pick the pile of mail up, and lo and behold something jumped from the pile and scurried to the back of the box. This is a huge parcel sized mail box too. So, at first I tried to figure out what IT was. IT was too big to be a **shudder-gasp** spider, but IT “scurried” like a little mammal or something. I have seen IT from time to time. I now pick up a stick and hit the mail with it to make sure I don’t pick IT up.
Today, Nate tried on his “I am the man around the house now” hat. He was brave. He went to the mail box and came back white as a ghost. He saw IT. He said as best he can tell IT is a spider of some kind! IT scurries people!! IT looks crab like kind of. I am telling you IT scurries! Spiders don’t scurry! Spiders run, jump and fly. What is this spider-like-scurrying-mammal-crab-like freaky thing in my mailbox? The world may never know. If there is anything left in the mailbox after I set off the Black Flag bomb I will take a picture. I may sell IT to the National Enquirer.
I also had a very interesting find in my stat checker today. I will have to talk about it some later. Suffice it to say that I find that people are discovering this blog through a search through Google for “mutants in my mailbox” I am going to be very scared.
OMG a mutant in you mailbox I actually am gonna be awaiting further developments in the story…..I also giggled at this cause I would freak too but it is kinda comical. Hugs to you and the “great bug hunter” Nate!! Score mutant 1 Nate 0 he he he
It really is the freakiest thing EVER! I think that you and Mike should come on up and visit for a while. You and I can go out for pedicures, and Mike can go and have a discussion with MR. Mutant. Tell him to bring his sledgehammer!
Yikes! That does not sound good at all. Is there a nest of some type in there? I assume you’ve looked slightly closer with a flashlight or something. Yuck, yuck, yuck.
No. I haven’t dared peeped in there with a flashlight. It was toward the front of the box a couple of times so in the daylight I saw all I needed to. I get all weirded out when I have to walk to the mail box. I bet my new neighbors think I am totally psychotic. I mean, I talk to myself when I am walking to the box (you can do this Claire… you can…), then I quickly slap open the lid, hit the mail with a stick and grab the mail. Then I jump back and do that whole **shuddering dance** just imagining IT touched me! Yeah. I am sure I will be invited over for dinner really soon now! :p
Do you need me to come down there and help you with this? ;-)
Tonight my in laws are coming for supper, so Pappy Hooah is going to check on things for me. If he mysteriously disappears I am definitely going to need all the Army Wives’ help that I can muster! :p