I was held HOSTAGE by a....thing!

Last night I took Erik's car on my mother/son date (We went to see a movie in 3D, it was fun just me and my Gabe!). I love driving that car. It has a sun roof, which I LOVE LOVE LOVE! The car's gas light was on and Erik didn't know how long it had been on. He was working on something at the house so I took it to get gas after I dropped Gabe back off at the house. I get in the car and start the engine. As soon as I get in the car, I open the sun roof without a second thought. I love driving with it open, hearing the wind, and smelling fresh air. It's the simple joys like that that make my day.

I turned on the lights and put it in reverse. As soon as I was out of the driveway, I put it in drive and looked out ahead of me. And I sat there stunned! I had this HUGE grasshopper, locus, something prehistoric on my windshield, the size of my palm.
I had to go, someone was behind me wondering why I was just sitting in the middle of the road. So started to drive. My whole thought process was on this weird huge nasty thing on my windshield. I suddenly had this thought that he would fly off and float right down the open sun roof and onto my head. I begrudgingly closed my beloved sunroof and was mad at this creature for ruining my evening drive by myself.

I drove 40 miles an hour and it was still hanging on, 45, 50, 60 and it was still there. I kept thinking, 'How are you still hanging on nasty thing?'

I made it to the gas station, thankfully, I was distracted the entire drive! I pull up next to the pump and start to get out when this...THING turns his body around ever so slowly and looks at me, eyeball to eyeball. He moves his antennas like he is telling me, "You made me hold on for dear life. Girl, I dare you to get out." Again I had visions of this creature jumping into my hair as I get out, me screaming, running around all these innocent by standards trying to be free from his beady eyes and nasty legs crawling in my hairsprayed hair. I get itchy just thinking about it again! UGGGG!!!

I couldn't believe it. I was being held hostage by this nasty creature. How dare him jump on MY car, interrupt MY quiet wind filled time, and "DARE" me to go at it with him. Didn't he realize I WAS bigger than him and could squash him (even though that would be a lot of nasty guts where ever he was squashed...yuck!That's why I didn't use the wipers to get him off in the first place). I grabbed my credit card and keys and cracked the door ever so slightly. I cringed as I jumped out and ran to the back of the car. I made it. I could see through the windows he was still there. I went to the pump, never fully turning my back on him - you never know what those beady eyes were planning on doing. I pumped my gas, of course me standing as far away from the windshield as possible.

Once I was done, I was getting the courage to make a run for it back into the car when he turns around again and jumped. He looked like a humming bird taking flight. I kid you not, that thing was huge. I breathed a sigh of relief when he jumped away and not toward me. I was free once again!

At least all was not lost. I had the drive home with the sunroof open, music cranked and sang as loud as I could. Have a good life big cricket...just not near my car!