Facing my fear

At some point in my childhood I somehow acquired a deep-rooted fear of Gremlins. The kind of paranoid fear that makes me sick inside when someone mentions it. I just have this image in my mind of a cute cuddly thing turning into a bubbling terrifying monster. Apparently it is odd to be afraid of this show, because it is full of cheesy creatures that no one should be afraid of ---- I wouldn't know, since I have refused to watch it throughout my grown up years. Jake discovered this phobia a few years ago and although he takes a few good-humored jabs at it now and then, he usually leaves the subject alone. He once said that if I would just watch the show I would definitely laugh at myself - and even though I trust him and know he is right, I still couldn't bring myself to do it! I know, Laugh it up :) It came up again in the last few months, so instead of watching the movie, I decided to carve a creepy Gremlin pumpkin to face my fear (Get it? FACE my fear.)




And here is the face of my fear:

See what I mean? That is SCARY! But the best part about this whole traumatizing ordeal is that after Halloween is over I get to go out and SMASH it! mwa hahahaha