Spiders
Okay, my views on spiders are that yes, they are sort of scary because they can scuttle and hide and leave you with horribly itchy bites. They are also not very scary because face it; we're bigger (outside of horror movies and Harry Potter, that is). We can smush them.
Unless they are on your ceiling.
I finished my shower and, wrapped in my towel, I wandered into my room. I was brushing my hair when I looked up and there, on my ceiling, is a spider who (legs included) is just a tad smaller than a fifty cent piece. How do I know? I climbed up on my bed to try and smush him and just barely wasn't able to reach. Then I crouched down, picked a fifty cent piece off my bedside table, and held it up for comparison.
When Jenni Brown and I were still friends; she used to try to freeze spiders with hairspray. I often thought this was an endearingly silly trait; since it was usually easier/speeedier/more effective to grab a tissue or shoe and smush. Well, I hereby offer an apology for ever inwardly giggling at this because I just did it myself and it worked (in combo with tissue) like a charm. I climbed up on my bed and sprayed like my life depended on it, and eventually (I'm talking five or six good long sprays), the spider had clinched up and dropped down onto my floor. I jumped down, tissue in hand, and smashed him into my rug.
Victory!!
Except now my room smells so strongly of hairspray that I came out to the living room to write this, and - er - well, a towel is not proper attire for spider killing.
Unless they are on your ceiling.
I finished my shower and, wrapped in my towel, I wandered into my room. I was brushing my hair when I looked up and there, on my ceiling, is a spider who (legs included) is just a tad smaller than a fifty cent piece. How do I know? I climbed up on my bed to try and smush him and just barely wasn't able to reach. Then I crouched down, picked a fifty cent piece off my bedside table, and held it up for comparison.
When Jenni Brown and I were still friends; she used to try to freeze spiders with hairspray. I often thought this was an endearingly silly trait; since it was usually easier/speeedier/more effective to grab a tissue or shoe and smush. Well, I hereby offer an apology for ever inwardly giggling at this because I just did it myself and it worked (in combo with tissue) like a charm. I climbed up on my bed and sprayed like my life depended on it, and eventually (I'm talking five or six good long sprays), the spider had clinched up and dropped down onto my floor. I jumped down, tissue in hand, and smashed him into my rug.
Victory!!
Except now my room smells so strongly of hairspray that I came out to the living room to write this, and - er - well, a towel is not proper attire for spider killing.