So the girls and I wanted to harvest some tomatoes from our garden and give them to our neighbors. As I reached my hand into one of the bushes I freaked out and did a crazy girlie scream complete with a random freak out dance.
There guarding my tomatoes is a crazy mean looking spider. I really hate spiders (and I wanted to use a word besides “really", one that begins with an f). So for a day and a half the girls and I would go back out to the garden to see if it was still there. Sydney called the spider “spiderman".” I was glad to see it was still there because I didn’t want the idea it moved somewhere else and I didn’t know where it was residing. Trent hates spiders too, but decided to take matters in his own hands.
Literally. Sigh of relief that sucker is gone to visit his spider elders in spider heaven. Brownie points for Trent big time!
After the murder, we ate Cooking Light’s Spinach, Green Onion, and Smoked Gouda Quiche. I love an excuse to eat pie for dinner.
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I beat my chest, ran in circles, yelled a little bit and was then ready to attack. True man right here.
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