Ahem.
Some of you may be aware, I'm not fond of bugs. At all.
So I'm sitting here, in front of my laptop, with my laptop tray, watching Hi-5 with my four year old, when I feel something tickle my breast. "Ah," I think, "That damn mosquito again. Gotcha!" And I lifted my shirt away...
...to find a little black spider crawling out of my bra.
"AHHHHHGETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFF!"
My husband would be glad to know that I now hold the new record for "quickest divestment of clothing in a non-life-threatening situation".
I am now sitting here, scratching at every available surface of skin and trying to explain to my four year old that Mommy is okay. She's fine. She's just not happy a spider tried to build a condo in her undergarments.
2 comments:
Spiders don't bother me, but if one came crawling out of my bra, I'd probably react the same way! On the up side, spiders don't eat ... much!
It's the whole ick factor that got me. That and, if it has more limbs than a cat, I'm probably scared of it, lol!
Er, except for lobster and crab. Seafood doesn't count. ;D
Besides, when a spider crawls out of your bra, you think "I'm either turning into Morticia Addams... or Maxine." And I know which one I'D rather be.
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