A few years ago I had a run in with a spider, not just any spider, like the biggest spider of my life. I was home alone and doing some chores. I decided to go throw some laundry in. Our washer and dryer are in the basement, but we recently remodeled it so I frequently go down there without any shoes on. This happened to be one of those times. So I've got my basket of laundry and I head downstairs. I dump the laundry in, get the machine going, when I look up to see a huge spider. It looked like a massive hobo spider, or wolf spider, I don't know it all happened so fast. This spider was on the move, like running across the wall. Usually I would yell for Porter and watch it so it couldn't get a way. However, no Porter, my next plan if I ever was to find my self in this situation would be to either grab a towel or shoe and kill the devil myself. Again, no shoes, no towel, no time. This became a defining moment in my bug killing escapades. If I did nothing the spider would run and hide and wait until it could strike, probably biting me while I slept. So it came down to this: the spider or me. Suddenly things slowed to crawl as I examined my options, then as the spider was almost about to get away with out thinking I began chanting "me or the spider, me or the spider" as I raised my bare hand up and squished that spider. GROSS!!!!!! I screamed so loud as I felt that spider body pop beneath my skin. I am actually shuddering while writing this. But now I know that in a pinch I can call for the strength from my war chant: Me or the Spider!!!!
About a month ago I woke up and got ready for the day. I walk past the mirror and had a little, "hey, good looking moment. So what does one do in that type of situation? Um...take a selfie of course! I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror and snapped a picture to send to the hubster just so he knew how cute his wifey was today. I even did the sign for "I love you," just in case he didn't realize that sending cute selfies also means I love you.
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