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hourglasses and me I know I'm crazy - but tonight I had real and true confirmation. We're standing out back - waiting to put stuff onto the grill, and I practically choke on my frosty adult beverage....because I see this shiny, black, eight-legged body meandering about underneath the slight overhang on our porch floorboards. Shiny. Black. Eight legs.......but it *can't* be. It's too big. So we get closer to investigate. Hmmm....yes - there's something red on the black. But it's too big. There's simply no way. But there is, my friends, there is. A frantic drive to purchase bug spray later - and I'm standing there trying to gear myself up for the coup de grace. And I do it. And I watch the other little multi-legged ones run screaming out of their hidey-holes because SHE lived among them. And I sobbed like I haven't been able to for months. And I ran inside and atoned for my sins by sending beneficial insects to Africa or India via Heifer International. Yow. |
listening to: Mellow Candle thinking about: the watson stage in april seems like yesterday...:
homeward bound - 19 January 2010 shameless self promotion: (~ waterblogged ~)
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