Miss Spider Part 2

Will you walk into my parlor? Said the Spider to the Fly...

Super. Duper. Gross.

And it happens every day in my garden.

Nature Preserve [MI trip 2010]

Our visit to a nature preserve a few miles from my Grandparents' house was full of

 sand

  stones

skipping

spiders

 and 'shrooms.

Spectacular!

Dear Miss Spider

Dear Miss Spider;

I ignored your web whilst reaching for a tomato early this morning, because the out of doors is your home and you are likely helping to manage the insect population in my back yard.  That was before I saw you.

Then you scurried out from under your leaf.

 

Miss Spider, I have decided that you are so spectacular, you are welcome to have that entire tomato plant all to yourself.  I am certainly not going to be putting my hands anywhere near you or your web ever, ever again. 

Very Respectfully,
Me

along came a spider and sat down beside her

Except the spider didn't really sit, it more dangled from the ceiling in front of the back door.

I thought it was a fly and tried to swat it out of the door, as I had been in the process of letting the cat in. When I swatted it, spider legs made contact with my hand about the same time HAH yelled "SPIDER!" and I realized it was very much not a fly. I shrieked and backed up, knocked over my mother's prized Christmas Cactus, shattered the pot it was planted in, fell over backwards and rolled through the rubble to a stop just to the side of the dinner table, much to the delight of those in the dining room (though I don't blame them, I bet it looked pretty funny).

After picking myself up and helping clean up the mess I mostly just felt stupid (and still a little scared).

And I thought the pizza incident was bad. :)

Sorry Mom!!!