**its kinda long, but I think worth the
I'm getting ready to go to bed last night. We sleep with a sheet, blanket and then duvet on our bed. I noticed the blanket wasn't on our bed. hmmm...must have fallen off last night during ... well...this is a family friendly blog, lol! So, I reach down onto the floor to pull the blue blanket back up onto the bed. I'm straightening it out and that's when I notice it. A freaking huge spider!!!!! I HATE spiders!!!! So, what do I do? SCREAM at the top of my lungs!!!!! ANDREW GET IN HERE!!!! **side note, we live in a kinda small apartment and the wall our bed backs up to has the couch on the other side. really all I had to do was say his name really loud, but somehow screaming seemed such a better idea**
The spider is wrapped up the blankets in the far corner of the bed. I'm sitting making myself as small as I can on the opposite corner. Andrew comes in: "yes?"
Me: "THERE'S A SPIDER IN THE BLANKETS. KILL IT, KILL IT NOW!"
Andrew: "Oh, where exactly?"
Me: "in that blanket!!! Kill it!"
Andrew...going to get a shoe: "Yeah the neighbor was talking about how he was seeing alot of big spiders in his house. He thinks they are the common house spider or something."
Me (thinking): I don't give a hoot, just kill the dang spider! (well, if I'm honest my brain cusses...)
Andrew gets the shoe and moves the blanket of course in my direction. He can't find the spider. So now I'm standing up on the bed and screaming "OH MY GOODNESS KILL THE SPIDER". He finally finds it and kills it. I look at him terrified "Why did you flip the blanket towards me????" He answers: "I don't know. But at least I didn't use your shoe."
Spider dead = the end, right?
So, I'm getting up to grab a new sheet for the bed, because you can't use the one with spider guts and shoe ick on it. And of course, Andrew is mocking me. Now I have to insert here that I am one of the most gulible people you will ever meet. Maybe its because of my naiive trust in people? Or maybe I'm just gullible. I was one of those kids that if you said "There's gulible written on the ceiling" I had to look. Just had to! I mean, what if it really was and I missed it?
So, Andrew is mocking me nonstop...oh, there's a spider on the dresser, oh there's a spider on Marty's cage, oh there's a spider on the table, and then oh, there's a spider on the ceiling. Of course I've checked each place...just in case and of course there was no spider. I look at the ceiling (getting tired of his mocking)..there is no spider on the ceiling.
And then he talks to me in that super-serious you have to belive me voice, and I'm hooked. "I know, it just fell into your hair."
Me: "oh hahaha, ok there is no spider in my hair"
Andrew: "No really, don't move I'm going to come get it out."
Me (starting to panic): "you're kidding right? There's not a spider in my hair..."
Andrew: "Don't move."
So of course I put my hands on my head...
Andrew: "Oh my christy it just went into your hair"
I'm on the verge of screaming again and almost in tears when he comes over and messes up my hair and says "I'm just kidding baby...(me = sigh) but be careful because the spider had babies"
Me: "What! No, you're not fooling me again, there were no babies..."
Andrew (while shutting the door, kinda in that sing-song voice): "Ok, sure, whatever you say, I didn't see any babies."
Now, I'm in a dark room, sitting on the bed completely freaked out about spiders and starting to get concerned that there are baby spiders crawling around our room. The panic factor creeps in, but I don't want to get off the bed. What if they are on the floor?
"ANDREW, get in here, are you kidding, are there babies, OH MY GOSH, come back, I can't go to sleep, YOU HAVE TO TELL ME THE TRUTH!!!!!!"
He comes back in and calms me down. Of course he's joking again (not very funny jokes...) and I go to sleep and dream about spiders. Oh yeah, called the pest guy and he's coming on Friday, lol!