In My Defense ...

Of all the things I might hope this blog is (or becomes) known for, I do not wish it to be known as the "spider blog". Nonetheless, as I sit down to type today's post, I find myself returning to the creepy spider that tried to attack me in my car last week.

This past weekend, Darling Husband and I were at the football game. When we left, he was driving. I reached out to tune in the radio to the postgame show, and out of nowhere, the ugly spider materialized next to the tuning knob. Just like last time, he seemed to possess the mysterious ability to come and go instantaneously. I yelled quietly observed, "There he is!" to DH.

Clever man that he is, DH knew exactly what I meant by my shriek restrained observation. He bravely reached over and flicked the spider with his finger and smooshed him against the car radio. (I mistakenly thought he was flicking it away from the radio and into the car, and I made sure I let him know thatquietly told him I thought that was unwise.) He then found a used kleenex to grab the bugger with and wipe him from the radio dial before shaking him loose out the window onto the grass. During this exchange, I had a chance to look at the beast a little more closely. It kinda looked like this spider here. At least, that's the closest I can find. The trouble is the guy in the picture is only out west.

In any respect ... eww. Even better, why did I, the woman who only pretends to take spiders in stride look all over the internet for a picture of this thing? I may have nightmares for weeks after what I've seen.

The point is, I did it all for you -- so you can see that it truly was an emergency, and I should have stopped on the emergency pull off on the highway after not knowing where the vicious menacing beast disappeared to. I really should have. After all, he almost took off my hand last weekend when I failed to realize he claimed the tuning knob as his own. Even DH, as brave as he was, thought the little guy was a bit evil looking. DH even found it necessary to check if the spider was a black widow or not. Unfortunately, he checked the wrong end. Ah, well, he gets points for bravery, right? And who can figure out the upside from the downside of a smooshed spider anyway?

On the other hand, maybe I just wrote this because I know you all hate spiders, and I wanted you to share my nightmares. Yep. Maybe that's it.