Fear

Ok...so like most people I have a fear in life. Mine just happens to be a fear of snakes. Why? Well when I was about 8 I had two stupid older cousins who thought it would be fun to force their little cousin to hold their stupid boa constrictor, or whatever it was. So one of them held my hands in place while the other one placed the snake in my hands. I screamed bloody murder and pretty sure they both got busted. Ever since then I have had a MAJOR fear of snakes. I can't walk by the snake displays at zoo's without freaking out, and those snakes are in glass. For pity's sake I am afraid of stupid rubber snakes. Its sad I know, but so very true. So you can imagine the fear that hit me when I found out that the son of the family I stay with on Sunday afternoons has a snake. I about hit the roof. Jesse, the snake owner, assured me that the snake was downstairs and I would not be harmed. I was a little relieved, but not much. Well I am thinking about this snake, and I realize that I need to get over this fear, so I tell Jesse that I would like to hold his snake.
So I am proud to announce that this past Sunday, March 25th 2007, I held Jesse's Ball Python "Einstein" for almost and hour, and to be quite honest it was the coolest thing ever. I was able to get over the fear snakes and actually hold one. I actually enjoyed it too. It was pretty sweet and Einstein is soo cute and I can't wait to hold him again.