Rachel and I went to Target and bought some winter clothes. I got some long-sleeved T shirts and a pair of khaki pants. The pants fit fine around the middle but bag horribly over my wasted legs. I am trying to pretend I don't notice. The spiders are getting sluggish and slow; the flies are dying. I remember that Charlotte died after the fair was over. I also remember that when I read Charlotte's Web to the kids, I cried and cried. Susie told on me. "Daddy, the spider died and Mommy cried!" The one I killed this morning, I didn't cry. It was a black widow, right on the front door. I never want to be bitten by a black widow again.
(5) Tue Oct 04 2005 17:57 Autumn Fer Sure:
It's actually cold today. I'm not sure I know how to act. First mistake, I think, was not taking a jacket to work. You may be sure that's not gonna happen tomorrow.
- Comments:
Posted by anonymous at Tue Oct 04 2005 20:56
Yikes! Spider talk all over the place. Today my sister emailed me with a photo of a hobo spider like the one she killed in her bathroom. I told her about the little tarantula I caught out on the deck and relocated. I loved Charlotte, too.
MariannePosted by Susie at Wed Oct 05 2005 07:14
When did you get bitten by a black widow?
Remember how I cried when we watched "The Little Mermaid" in third grade and they killed Ursula?Posted by Frances at Wed Oct 05 2005 07:55
I got bit while we were cleaning up our house/yard when we first bought it.
Posted by John at Wed Oct 05 2005 08:09
I love how you nonchalantly mention being bit by a black widow like it's no big deal. I'd scream so loud all of Kern county would have known.
Posted by Kristen at Thu Oct 13 2005 06:31
Susie? Ursula? Why?