Imagine--hypothetically, of course--that you were to hear a strange noise in the wee hours of the morning, a noise that wakes you out of your sleep, and you were to go check on the children. And as long as you're up, you stop by their bathroom for an, um, visit. And while you're sitting there, thinking about the strange noise, you happen to notice a man's HEAD sticking up out of the toybox directly across the hall from you. Imagine that you leap up, heart pounding, only to realize that it is, in fact, simply a life-size C3PO toy. Would you,
A) Feel very stupid,
B) Realize that the leaping up was the best cardio workout you've had a long time and perhaps it is time to get serious about physical fitness,
C) Think yourself that if you're composing blog posts in your head at 3 am, you've probably been blogging too long.
D) All of the above.
I shall leave it to your imagination which option this chick chose. (Hint: it's not A, B or C.)
Yeah, answer is D. But, gosh, if blogging gets you exercizing, and helps you through the terrifying-on-the-pot-head-in-a-box experiences, it's a good friend. :)
Posted by: My Quotidian Mysteries | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 02:33 AM
LOL! That would so happen to me! Especially if hubby was out of town - overactive imagination get me EVERY time. :P Nothing like a little adrenaline to replace the workout you could/should have done earlier in the day...:D
Posted by: Jenny | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 02:42 AM
Definately D. Happened to my mom when I was little. I had one of those "life sized" dolls called Patty Playpal, and she was sitting nicely in my rocking chair when my mom went peeking into my room and thought Patty was a robber or something. She made me THROW OUT that doll, it was so scary. I'm still sulking about it.
Posted by: margalit | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 03:06 AM
That is incredibly funny! I've had a similar problem with a life-size and very realistic mask of Anakin which lurks about our toybox, and other unexpected areas!
Posted by: Naomi | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 03:31 AM
Well, in my family we have something else. At Christmas time we have a snowman who sits in our bathroom. After you are seated on the throne and relaxed a sensor is activated. Snowman starts singing Christmas carols. This is one of the best things we have. Whenever company goes in the restroom we all get really quiet. And then you hear the snowman.
Lastly, our family tradition is when you least expect it. And you are sitting on the throne, somebody might walk past the door and they pound really hard on the door with both hands. My brother did this to his wife,my sister-in-law, at my parents home. He thought I was in there. Welcome to the family.
Posted by: Jeannette | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 05:43 AM
Too funny! I would have to say D as well. Hope you were able to get back to sleep after that one!
Posted by: Georgia Mom | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 06:10 AM
Sadly, I now think about what I will blog about the next day, so my answer is C.
Acknowledging the problem is the first step to recovery, right?
Posted by: cardiogirl | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 06:26 AM
It would probably be all of the above for me too :) I can't believe how often something happens in my life and the first thing that occurs to me is "that'll make a great blog post!" :)
Posted by: Gliding through motherhood | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 06:52 AM
Definitely D. Thanks for the smile today.
Posted by: madridmom | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 06:52 AM
Yes D, but how sad is B. It would be true for me lately too, but this week I am breaking the trend and heading to the gym (that I have been paying way to much for and using way too little)
Posted by: Jill | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 06:57 AM
Since I have been in similar situations more times than I care to count, I would most definately say D.
Posted by: chocolatechic | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 07:05 AM
Since I've never stacked books on a bowl which was bravely slammed down over a mammoth killer poisonous dust bunny, which I then sat in the hall armed with a skillet and guarded with bated breath until Gadget Man got home in the wee hours from a business trip, I really have no frame of reference for this post.
Please try to be more relevant in the future.
Posted by: Clemntine | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 07:11 AM
I think in blog too and I haven't been doing this a full year yet. The dark shadows always play tricks on me. I won't even mention how dreaming of things like big spiders with lobster claws affect my sleep. I swear I felt something on my foot!
Posted by: Rebecca | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 07:15 AM
That would have made me pee my pants. Good thing you were already there.
Posted by: chilihead | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 08:26 AM
Ha ha ha ha ha, oh that is great! I imagine I'll have similar experiences when the little one gets older though ;).
Posted by: Mama Duck | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 08:31 AM
Holy cow, I can only imagine how scary that was!
And D is definitely the answer.
Posted by: Lynnae | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 08:38 AM
I once called my husband and had him rush home from work because I heard voices in the house. I nearly called the police. When he came home I was hiding in the closet with my puppy. It turned out that it was an error message on his computer, and he had set it up to say, "Something terrible has happened!" when that error occurred (he's a geek). So, I *was* actually hearing voices, but they were supposed to be there. From that day on, there has been a ban on talking computers in our house.
I was just glad that I called him (a very protective black belt, who drives fast) instead of the cops. That would've been so embarrassing.
Posted by: Amy | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 08:39 AM
D. would be my answer.....after my heart stopped pounding and I controlled my self to NOT scream. I would be laughing so hard (out of nervousness and shear embarrassment). Then I would debate about telling my family the next morning when I awoke. Knowing me I would share my embarrassment. :)
~Amy
Posted by: Amy | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 08:44 AM
Hi, I'm fairly new to your blog and pretty new to blogging. I see that you are from Oklahoma. I grew up there. What part if you don't mind me asking?
Posted by: Tonya | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 09:12 AM
You are so funny!! I absolutely enjoy reading your posts! Make me smile all the time! Maybe it's because the same kind of things happen to me, good to know, we're not alone!!
Posted by: Kim | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 09:38 AM
I don't even think this is strange at all, lol. One time I got up to pee, and stumbled on my way to the bathroom. Suddenly there were bright flashing lights all around, the room was spinning and...I was convinced the aliens had landed right there in my bedroom. Turns out I'd actually tripped on my son's light up shoes.
Posted by: Jennifer | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 09:48 AM
we have a "delightful" c3p0 head & shoulders that sits in the boys windowsill. kinda freaky on moonlit nights to see a figure peering into my son's room. & the shadows are awful.
Mrs N
Posted by: Mrs. Nehemiah | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 10:13 AM
funny. :)
Posted by: tiffany | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 10:17 AM
Your post is hilarious!!! Sometimes the comments are funnier than the post. I too have been startled by my son's toys. What makes your story even funnier is where you were when that happened. However, I must say it makes it really convenient when something literally scares the *&^% out of you. ha!
Posted by: Dana | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 01:10 PM
Try walking past a room with a human-sized Star Wars Stormtrooper standing there. I'm used to it now, but when my husband first made the mannequin for his armor, it scared the bejeebers outta me!
Oh, and it attacked me one time, too. He hadn't yet come up with a good stand for it, and while I was sitting at the computer, the creepy thing fell over onto me. I definitely screamed!
Posted by: Ewokgirl | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 01:34 PM
OMG! I would have screamed and woken up everyone in the house!
Posted by: Mrs. Schmitty | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 02:01 PM
so funny and so typical of a what happens when you have kids and lots of strange toys. i've done the same thing with a plastic rat and a plastic snake.
Posted by: chickadee | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 02:07 PM
O.K. First I would be very thankful that I was on the toilet because that would save me the hassle of peeing my pants.
But I'm digging "D"
Posted by: Thea | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 02:50 PM
That's so funny! My hub's out of town this week - and I learned after the first night to make sure all of the talking toys were turned OFF before going to bed. That first night when the kitty was running around downstairs setting things off nearly gave me a heart attack.
I love your blog by the way, and wish I could hang out with you and Chili! You sound like you have a blast.
Posted by: Alice | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 05:56 PM
Love it!!! I thought this kind of stuff only happened to me!
Posted by: faithful chick | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 09:59 PM
ROFL, yep its D here too:-) These other answers have me laughing so hard, y'all are a funny bunch!
P.S. Hope there isn't any flooding in your section of the state, our backyard had minor flooding, but we missed the "big" flood that is 1/2 mile from us to the North and to the East!
Posted by: Karen (mommy of three) | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 09:59 PM
Well, in your defense, it could have been Darth Vader for all you knew.
Posted by: Jeana | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 10:07 PM
This was so super funny. I would go for B and then feel immediately as if I needed to lie down and rest.
Posted by: Jamie | Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 10:38 PM
B - similar to the spike in heart rate I had when I heard a voice yell, "This is an inter-galactic emergency!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Posted by: Gift of Green | Wednesday, August 22, 2007 at 08:22 AM
I really enjoy reading your blog,it's very entertaining! Thanks for the laugh! :-)
Posted by: Stacey | Wednesday, August 22, 2007 at 09:59 AM
Haha, awesome!
Posted by: Nic | Thursday, August 23, 2007 at 08:05 AM
you missed one...
E wrestle it to the ground and upon subduing it throw it off the back deck and hunt for the pistol, or pellet rifle, or water gun that might be closest and discover in the morning that you killed one of your hubbys fav playthings?
steff
Posted by: Steff (http://okierivermama.livejournal.com/) | Thursday, August 23, 2007 at 10:36 PM
Oh, the answer would SO be "all of the above" for me! I am practically falling off my chair laughing.
Posted by: Michelle | Saturday, August 25, 2007 at 02:03 AM