Alyssa’s Blog…a modern day diary of the random thoughts of Alyssa Amsbaugh

For Memorial Day weekend, we had our friends Helena and Hugh over for a BBQ. It’s always a pleasure to hang out with them so we had a great time. We had hamburgers, grilled hotdogs that I then baked in phyllo dough, a salad, chili (to dip the hot dogs in), deviled eggs, and potato chips. (Yes, I forgot to put the pickles out. Damn it! LOL) For dessert, we had two treats that Helena brought…patriotically frosted cupcakes and the most heavenly fresh fruit dipped in milk chocolate that you can imagine. OMG, imagine fresh pineapple, blueberries, and strawberries dipped in rich, delicious milk chocolate. Anyway, THEY were our INVITED guests. The night BEFORE, however, we had an UNINVITED visitor…and I’m STILL not sure that he has left! LOL

OK, go back in time to a pleasant evening…J.R. and I were sitting in the living room, watching TV. He in his recliner, I on the couch (folding laundry) when we both were like, “WHAT WAS THAT?”

Out of the corner of our eyes, we BOTH saw a BLUR of something fly upstairs. “HOLY SHIT, WHAT WAS THAT?” We immediately jump up to investigate…only to see the same BLUR of something now flying downstairs, coming straight at us! (Insert much screaming here as I now realize this is a bat.)

J.R. goes into the kitchen to find something to arm himself with while I come running in behind him as said bat now flew into the dining room, where I was.

I’m now hiding behind J.R., clutching onto his back, when he makes me go into the bathroom off of our kitchen and close the door. (I guess he likes to deal with one pest at a time! LOL) Armed with a plastic Chinese food container and a long fish griller thingamajig for the BBQ, he opened the front door, then began a methodical search of the house for our visitor, upstairs and downstairs, room by room.

idk what happened next. (Remember, I was in the bathroom.) By the time I peeked out from behind the door, J.R. had last seen our visitor on the floor at the base of the stairs and assumed our guest had left through the front door. We haven’t seen any sign of him since so I guess he really flew the coop. He lives to fly again and rid our neighborhood of pesky mostiquoes! LOL

In the end, all I can really tell you about this little guy is that he is VERY healthy, as evidenced by his flying speed…unlike another bat that we had years ago. That other poor little guy must have been very sick as he was crawling around on our living room floor. J.R. caught him and put him outside, where he eventually died of natural causes. RIP

Heres the irony of it all. This weekend I just HAPPENED to be watching “Blacula” (a 1972 vampire movie starring William Marshall as a vampire named Mamuwalde, an African dignitary) and “Scream Blacula Scream” (the 1973 follow-up flick). Concidence? Or did Mr. Marshall feel the need to pay us a little visit? Bwaa haa haa. Bwaa haa haa haa. Bwaa haa haa haa haa! (Insert evil laugh here.)