Backpacking through Europe, alone, for a year? Excellent!
Moving to San Francisco for a new job, knowing no one, nor the city? Okay.
Camping in the forest with my nine-year-old niece? No problem.
Major abdominal surgery to remove a benign yet giant cyst in my pancreas? Let’s go!
SPIDER in the BATHROOM at BEDTIME? FUCK ME!
I am SUCH a pantywaist.
July 19, 2015 at 5:17 pm
That’s a dangerous, scary one. August is a fearful month for those bad boys. That’s when they trek around looking for mates and fights. It’s definitely worth a scream or two IMO. 🙂
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July 19, 2015 at 5:28 pm
You know, this was a little one, too. The ones outside are the size of dinner plates, I swear. I don’t go out back after sunset when I’m house-sitting here. Luckily, they go away when the sun comes up. Leaving their webs, of course. Ick. I’ve never seen one in the house before. Hope I never do again. [shudder]
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July 19, 2015 at 6:28 pm
Oh, I feel for you.
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July 19, 2015 at 5:54 pm
Great, horny spiders.
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July 19, 2015 at 6:14 pm
loL!
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July 19, 2015 at 7:01 pm
Oh . . . first thing crossed my mind was horny as in horny toads . . . I pictured spiders with thorns growing from their legs. Must be the heat (over 90 degrees here.) Laughing cause the light bulb in this brain o’ mine, it, well, it finally flickered on. 🙂
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July 19, 2015 at 5:23 pm
oooooooh this has happened to me twice in the morning in the last month. I’m about to step into the shower and there’s a GIANT (ok, whatever) spider. I’m Naked for crying out loud and face to face with a spider.
As I write this I realize I’m a grown woman who should know better.
But I don’t!
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July 19, 2015 at 5:30 pm
I know, RIGHT?! Why is it always when we’re at our most helpless? I’m alone, for crissakes, I can’t even go get my boyfriend or sister to chase it off! Size of dinner plates, I swear. Man, I’m totally giving myself the creeps. i keep looking behind me now…
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July 19, 2015 at 5:52 pm
I know, because if there’s one, there will be another, and if there have been two. Augh. I have to sleep, I need to stop thinking about this!
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July 19, 2015 at 6:14 pm
lmfao. We are twins.
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July 21, 2015 at 4:32 am
Great post.
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July 21, 2015 at 9:21 am
Hey, JoHanna. isn’t it odd how the most spontaneous, least thought through, easiest posts frequently are some of the most popular?
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July 21, 2015 at 12:08 pm
That has happened to me a few times.
I am trying to adopt this practice into a habit that if I am not having fun creating the post…chances are no one will enjoy it either.
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July 21, 2015 at 3:40 pm
Ooh, that’s a good criteria. I like it.
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July 24, 2015 at 5:26 am
Gaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!! Dinner plates?! Are you in the Pacific Northwest? I’ve got a friend out there who’s told me tales of massive spiders that she’d throw old-fashioned telephone books on — only to see the phone book walk away. Gaaaaaah!!!!
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July 24, 2015 at 8:28 am
There really “only” the size of a quarter, but I tell ya, a spider the size of a quarter might as well be the size of a dinner plate. yyeeeooghghl. (That was a shudder.) And holey cats, condolences to your friend, yikes!
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July 25, 2015 at 1:12 am
I’ve always thought it was “pantywaist” and / or you just being punny?
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July 25, 2015 at 1:52 am
Yo, Gravy! I have to confess, I am a terrible speller. ‘Tis indeed ‘pantywaist’. You’ve outed me!
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July 25, 2015 at 1:13 am
I’ve always thought it was “pantywaist” and / or are you just being punny?
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July 29, 2015 at 10:44 am
I would rather swim with a shark than have a cockroach (the huge kind that flies, in Florida) in my house.
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July 29, 2015 at 12:58 pm
Oh, sh*t!! Pardon me. Cockroaches that fly. Materials for nightmares. I didn’t know such a thing existed. They’re bad enough when they’re running through the kitchen. I only had those once, and that was by far enough. If they flew at me, I would be a gibbering idiot.
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July 29, 2015 at 12:23 pm
Panty waist? Nah. Just sensible. EVERYONE knows spiders morph into GIANT venom spewing, people eating machines if you aren’t careful. Me? I’m 55+ years old and the tiniest of the spider clan can reduce ME to a screaming pile of gibberish.
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July 29, 2015 at 12:50 pm
lol! We are sisters! They also stalk you with malign intent, and walk on you when you’re sleeping! Yeeeuuch!
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