to be mad or NOT to be mad.

ever had someone scare the crap out of you? well, my story isn't quite so literal, but tonight russ scared the hiccups out me. i still don't know whether to be mad at him or grateful...

i get the hiccups quite frequently. and they are big, loud, embarrassing, annoying and painful. (by the way, russ never gets them). so i got them tonight and natalie was trying to help by "scaring me" (meaning she yelled out BOO! and then laughed). that didn't quite work. but as i was brushing natalie's hair in the bathroom, russ thought he'd be clever and said as serious as he could (which is not easy for him to do): "DON'T MOVE. THERE'S A SPIDER RIGHT NEXT TO YOU. if you know me, you know that all you have to do is mention the word "spider" and i'm flying 2 feet up in the air and screaming, scared out of my mind. so, that's what i did, i jumped away from the bathroom and screamed (yes, i left poor natalie there), my heart racing, thinking i would find a foot long spider on the floor staring at me with intent to kill. instead, i find russ laughing his head off, at how his silly little plan worked. (he never tricks me!) so of course, i got mad at him (or maybe just mad that i got fooled into looking like an idiot). but guess what? it worked -- my hiccups magically disappeared! um, thanks hun...