Burning rubber

When my friend came by to drop off a DVD for me, accompanied by her daughter and their SUV full of cute babies, I had to go out and say hello. What a delight to begin the day with baby smiles . I stood at the curb gurgling baby talk to them and congratulating their mother on their charming personalities , then told their grandma thanks for the curbside DVD delivery and have a good day.

As my FRIEND stands beside  the SUV bidding me farewell  with smiles, love and sweetness, the ATTACK of the MUTANT JAPANESE BEETLE- part 3 occurs.

The horrid insect dive bombs me and swirls around my face banging into my eyebrows then landing on my head. Waiting for my FRIEND to swat it away, she has screamed at me and my "little beetle friend",  jumped into the car, and her daughter has jumped out , abandoning her children to the fate of the beetle attack thinking it had flown into her car.  Hysterical motioning to daughter by my "friend" to get back into the car quickly as all doors are slammed, locked, windows up and I am still standing there with the bug on my head and I am hyperventilating.

I'm sure it pooped on my head, or whatever a beetle does to express contempt. I shook my head back and forth enough to cause the world to spin and was brought to alertness by the screeching and smoking of tires as the SUV hi-tailed it away from me as fast as possible.

I got a glimpse of my "FRIEND" through the passenger window... wild eyed with teeth clenched as she sped off  down the street in nano seconds with her daughter who's foot was flooring the accelerator enough to burn rubber. It's a good thing those babies were strapped into car seats or they would have suffered whiplash or been thrown from the vehicle after their quick exit.

Don't worry about me though girls. I had to shampoo my head a hundred times to rid it of that creepy crawling feel and only have major PTSD from my third beetle encounter in less than 2 weeks!

Wearing a can of "Raid" as a new pendant now.