Sunday, May 25, 2008
Holy Cow Part II
Last night, I told Kobe to go to the front door so I could take him upstairs. I went to the door and opened it, waiting for him to come around. All of a sudden, I saw this big black spider about two feet in front of the door, maybe a foot up in the air in its web. It was a black widow! I am *terrified* of spiders. TERRIFIED. Snakes? Mice? Bring 'em on. But spiders? I screamed like a little girl. Luckily Mom knew exactly what was happening and ran over to take care of it. But holy cow, I freaked out.
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3 comments:
Oh my goodness Laura. I truly do love you. That seems so unlike you though to be screaming. Oh well.
Oh and can I compliment you on your excellent blogging skills? I just read a blog posts that was chock full of bad punciation, overly long and drawn out, and utterly pointless. I mean, I know a few of my blog entries have been too long, but I feel you really do understand the principles of blogging (aka keeping it short and hilarious). Again, I thank you.
Aw, thanks, Mo! I'm glad I didn't lose my readership, all four of you, with my risque post (or, as my mom said the other day, "risky").
For short and hilarious, you'll have to check out some of my friends' blogs. Start with Rebecca. =) (but really, they're all hilarious!)
p.s. And yes, I screamed like you would not believe. I didn't know I had it in me. Maybe Holly taught it to me? ("Maybe there's a pillow you could scream into." -M)
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