I am about to divulge some very sensitive information about myself.
It's something I have been trying not to blog about. I feel like there may be some of you out there that may try to use this information against me.
I shudder at the thought.
So I am going out on a limb here and trusting that none of you will ever, EVER use this information to hurt me or my kids.
There have been certain individuals, who shall not be named, in my ever so rocky childhood who have exploited this information in very, VERY bad ways.
None of you would ever do that, right?
I can trust my fellow bloggers, right?
OK, here goes.
Are you ready for this?
I have an abnormal phobia to, dare I say the word, spiders.
Do you think it's coincidence that all the creepy crawlies and, dare I say the word, spiders come out this time of year?
Every day I see at least one of these eight legged arachnids IN MY HOUSE!
Beano is my rescuer. He is always ready with a shoe or a book to hunt down the offending creature.
My phobia is paralyzing.
When one of these nasty crawlies zips across the floor at lightning speed it is my instinct to go straight into the fetal position and cry for my mommy.
Then I remember that I am the mommy and can make my little monsters do pretty much what ever I want them to and I have them kill the beast.
I am ruthless I tell you, ruthless.
No spider left behind, that's my policy.
And they are HUGE this time of year. Last week I found out why.
I always thought it was the cold weather driving them to warmer recesses for survival.
Well, that is sorta right. They are working at survival of their species. That's right, they are mating. The reason the are so blasted big this time of year is that they are with child, gestating, dare I say, pregnant.
Those little buggers are looking for somewhere cozy to lay lots of teeny tiny baby spider eggs.
I have to end this post right now. I feel like they are crawling all over me.
I can't even type about those blasted things.
So do me a favor, next time you see an eight legged fat speck running across your floor, squish it!
Do it for me!
If we all work together maybe we can annihilate their species for good!
P.S. Notice the lack of photos in the post. I did that for your own good. I am saving your retinas. Who wants to look at a photo of that anyway?
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