On Saturday I killed a spider.
INSIDE MY OWN PANTS.
I felt something tickle my knee and grabbed it through my pants to see what it was. I was outside and thought maybe a pine needle or something had sneaked (snuck?) into my pants. When I grabbed it, I smooshed it but I still didn't know what it was. As I pulled my pant leg up, I some how managed to remove the not-so-itsy-bitsy spider without freaking out.
Nobody/nothing gets in my pants without my permission.
scary!!! remember when i was on a swing and two bees flew up my pants and i had no option but to... (you know the rest). at least you didn't have to resort to that.
ReplyDeletewhat kind of dog did i "steal" from you?? all of them are different on my post! i vote we get sisters--same litter but look a little different. yeah?
That is scary/gross. Please let that never happen to me (or you) again.
ReplyDeleteSickening! Oh wow! Yes, at least you were as calm as a clam. Bleh Jodi... Bleh!
ReplyDeletei found a teeny weeny tiny spider crawling on my chest earlier today. i did not like it one bit.
ReplyDeleteWell that is just terrifying! I would not have been near as brave. I remember that happened to my little brother once, except it was a scorpion in his pants....also SCARY!
ReplyDeleteI know you can't see me, but I am flailing my arms about and making my "horribly disgusted/ I think I might ralph face." Kinda like the one I made yesterday at lunch. I am glad you are still alive. That experience may well have killed me.
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure I would have wet myself with that discovery!
ReplyDeleteGrooooss! You are very brave. I would have screamed and screamed. I can't take it if something little (or big) and crawly is in the same room with me!
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