The Itsy Bitsy Spider

This morning I got out of bed and found an itchy little bite on my foot.  I didn't think much of it, figuring a rogue mosquito made its way into our room.  No biggie.  About half an hour later, while folding laundry on the bed, THE GROSSEST BLACK SPIDER EVER CRAWLED OUT FROM UNDER MY QUILT!!!!  Yes, I screamed.  And yes, I killed it... with a pair of Jim's clean boxer shorts... which are now back in the laundry basket to get the spider cooties off them.  UGH, my skin is crawling just thinking about it.  I'll never be able to sing The Itsy Bitsy Spider to Lily without thinking of a spider in my bed.  No more spider amnesty in this house... no more catch and release.  It's shoot to kill time.

P.S. Mother nature just made it up to me.  Jim just went to turn on the front porch light and found a baby praying mantis sitting on the light.  He brought it to me and we just freed him in our greenhouse.  I feel more balanced now.

I think I'll name him Murray the Mantis.

Spiders are still on my shit list though.

Cheers!



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