Monday, November 19, 2012

30 Days of Thanks: Day 19

I'm a huge wuss when it comes to watching anything remotely scary on the TV. I'm thankful that my husband doesn't mock me (too much) for turning into a five-year-old if a show has something scary.

Case in point: We were watching Dr. Who the other evening. The episode was "Blink." If you've seen it, you know that it's more suspenseful than terrifying. However, I still was scared, and spent a good portion of the episode with a blanket over my head, repeatedly asking Jim if it was safe to look at the TV. (You may wonder why I don't simply leave the room or turn on something different. It's because it's way worse not knowing how it ends).

I'm sure he probably thinks that I am slightly ridiculous. But I'm ever-thankful that he puts up with my nonsense, and that he has only once tried to grab my leg to scare me more while I hide in my blanket fort.


  1. When we watch scary movies, I stand in the doorway, rapidly shifting from foot to foot in case I need to make a quick get-away.

    And my husband does NOT stop with one attempt to grab my leg or jump out from behind a door or pretend to want to eat my brains like a zombie... he goes until I absolutely lose my schmidt. So I'm thankful for you that your husband has some sense.

  2. Ha! The only reason he has any sense is because he has learned that I kick- hard- when pushed too far.