By way of background, it is fair to say that I am, a teeny weeny bit, under the weather. Entirely self inflicted. Those delicious and enlivening espresso martinis got the better of me again last night. This time at my lovely neighbour Christine's 30th birthday celebration. A great night. But I have enjoyed merely one hours' sleep in the last 24 hours. The buzz is the gift that those espresso martinis keep on giving. Even at 5.00am. Note to self. Remember this for next time.
Anyhoo, this morning Little B, Mr B and I dragged ourselves out of bed for a 7.30am breakfast date - that's right - hungover and sleep deprived - on a Sunday - with our former neighbours, who are now living in PNG but here for a holiday and staying with family just down the street.
As we walked in the door I spied one of these babies on the wall. And promptly broke out in those goosebumps. And not in a warm fuzzy way!
Moreso our hosts were most jovial about their arachnid houseguest. "She's been here over a week" they proudly declared.
I momentarily pondered exactly how they ascertained that said spider is in fact a she but promptly moved on when met with the exclamation "She saves me having to the cobwebs as she eats little spiders and bugs!" And then started to shiver involuntarily upon hearing "I can't wait until she has babies - then we can build up our natural pest control measures"!
I am all for supporting the circle of life and all that jazz. I just prefer that the (I know harmless) huntsman spiders keep their hairy legs and beady eyes outside when I am inside and vice versa.
Needless to say it was a quickish visit. I could not get the possibility of the babies' existence out of my mind!
Thanks to Juddie for coming up with this week's topic!
Enjoy the rest of your Sunday!
6 comments:
I am with you on the spiders (although they are second behind my reaction to cockroaches!).
Urrgghh - these things make me break out in a cold sweat! I had one too many close encounters in my youth (one running up my sleeve and another running across my face while I was in bed). They may be harmless, but those eight little legs are awfully hairy.
eeewwhhh.....I cannot stand spiders. I get my house sprayed every year even if I haven't seen any....just for my own peace of mind!
Oh My GOD! If that had been in my house, I would have been outside until someone could show me proof that it was well and truly dead!! You were very brave to stay there in my book!
oh yeah, they give me the goosebumps too!
See, now I may be able to cope with one as long as I know where it is, but the thought of babies is where I'd be out with fire and a pitchfork hunting that mutha down!
We had a big huntsman in our place a while back, and the ceilings were too high for us to get to it. It sat in the same spot for about 4 days, but then it disappeared... and that was by far the worst bit. I spent the next two weeks flinging clothes out of my wardrobe across the room, incase it was resting in a shirt sleeve, or in one of my shoes, or inside my undies... you get the jist.
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