My Kids Torment Me!

So ever since my very rude encounter with a deer, (read about it here), I have had a slight deer phobia. It mainly manifests itself when we are driving at night on the dark roads around our house. Or more specifically when Chizz is driving and I am in the passenger seat. I always caution him to drive more slowly, so he can stop in plenty of time should any deer magically appear in front of our car. It has caused some tension in our family. Mainly because as Kiki & Chizz have both pointed out, my car was stopped when the deer hit it. You can't go any slower than stopped. True, true.

But I think it goes a little far when Kiki chases me through Pottery Barn or World Market or Target with deer ornaments. You don't see me chasing her with too small Uggs or used up Starbucks cards. I guess that is just because I am more mature and I can deal a bit with my phobias.

I think, however, she crossed the line the other night at dinner. In fact it was Christmas Eve. We were sitting down to enjoy a festive holiday meal. The family was waiting at the dining room table and I was busy getting some last minute items for the table. This is what awaited me at my place when I sat down:



It is one of my reindeer candlesticks with a little warning. Just rude, I tell you. Rude.