OUR FIRST SCORPION

Since we arrived, everyone's been talking about the bugs. Tarantulas, Black Widows, Scorpions, do you need more?

So far, nothing is shocking. They're are beetles, flies, mosquitoes and spiders. We either scoop em, smush em, or flush em, depending on our mood. Scooping is when we are feeling particularly generous - fearing karma or retribution if we are ever reincarnated as say, a gnat. Flushing is reserved for the bigger ones who, if smushed would surely make an unbearable snap*crackle*pop. Smushing usually occurs in some state of panic or immediacy. Like when a bug is biting, or approaching food or annoying the crap out of us when we're trying to sleep.

But last night, sitting in the middle of the floor was our first scorpion. Now, I've heard vastly different reports of what a scorpion's sting feels like. Everything from "Oh, its just like a bee sting, nothing to worry about," to "Dude, you'll definitely be going to hospital." So, like the scorpion, I stood there hoping that if I stayed very still, I'd be safe.

Krista took charge with a small glass and a piece of stiff paper to slide underneath. She deftly captured it and released it far away from the house, thus saving me and the house from any unfortunate stings...however severe they may be.