Well, I had an interesting afternoon.
And by interesting I mean panic riddled and fear inducing.
Husband and I decided to take Cade to the Living Planet Aquarium. We’d never been, and we thought it’d be a fun family outing.
Um, what was I thinking?
I honestly and for reals truly have a searing fear for all things aquatic. Fish and/or anything living in the water are not cute, or majestic, or awe-inspiring. They are frightening. I hate them. So what happened when I walked up to the shark tank you ask? Well, this giant leopard shark or whatever the hell it was leered at me and like jumped out and I shrieked. And then I said the S bomb way too many times to count, with my own son and a plethora of young, malleable-minded children around.
But the panic attack didn’t start until I saw the octopus.
Brandon moved me away from the tank before I could get a picture, but it was probably a good idea because I was starting to have a hot flash and ready to give my right breast for a benzo. I calmed down a bit when he stuck me under an air-conditioning vent.
Admittance fees: $16
Three-foot stuffed snake for the man-child: $12.95
Peanut Butter M&M’s: .59 cents
Watching Mommy have a panic attack at the octopus tank: priceless
Seriously, this thing looks like it could skin teenagers in the woods. What was God thinking?
And by interesting I mean panic riddled and fear inducing.
Husband and I decided to take Cade to the Living Planet Aquarium. We’d never been, and we thought it’d be a fun family outing.
Um, what was I thinking?
I honestly and for reals truly have a searing fear for all things aquatic. Fish and/or anything living in the water are not cute, or majestic, or awe-inspiring. They are frightening. I hate them. So what happened when I walked up to the shark tank you ask? Well, this giant leopard shark or whatever the hell it was leered at me and like jumped out and I shrieked. And then I said the S bomb way too many times to count, with my own son and a plethora of young, malleable-minded children around.
But the panic attack didn’t start until I saw the octopus.
Brandon moved me away from the tank before I could get a picture, but it was probably a good idea because I was starting to have a hot flash and ready to give my right breast for a benzo. I calmed down a bit when he stuck me under an air-conditioning vent.
Admittance fees: $16
Three-foot stuffed snake for the man-child: $12.95
Peanut Butter M&M’s: .59 cents
Watching Mommy have a panic attack at the octopus tank: priceless
Seriously, this thing looks like it could skin teenagers in the woods. What was God thinking?
Cade and Daddy looking at the nasty eel.
This was taken about 2 minutes before my octopus OMG moment. If you look closely, you can see jellyfish in the tank. They were okay until I saw a dead one.
SO. GLAD. I. SURVIVED.
