Attack of the creepy crawlies!

There is never a dull moment at our house. We have this resident spider that likes to make our hearts race whenever we miss smashing him and he crawls under something and isn't seen again for the next few weeks. For example a few months ago we found this giant spider on our wall. I thought it would be great to smash it with a shoe, but I missed and it crawled under our tv stand and wasn't seen again for awhile. About a week ago the spider (we hope it was the same one) showed up while we were doing laundry on the side of the door jam. I came face to face with it and nearly fell over backwards trying to get back. Genius here gets her shoe again even though Peter is adamant about it not working and that we should get the vacuum instead. I apparently missed the turbo spider and he ran underneath the washing machine. Peter has let me known several times since then that the vacuum would've solved the problem. So then there's today. Peter's doing the dishes and screams "AAAAHH he's back! Get the vacuum get the vacuum!" I say smash it and he yells no get the vacuum. I swear my shoe worked all the time when I was younger. So here I am hefting the heavy vacuum down the stairs. Peter plugs it in turns it on and the hose attachment comes undone, the spider crawls into a small space between the wall and the cupboards. It eventually comes back down and is sucked up. As soon as it has been sucked up Peter throws the vacuum attachment at me and starts doing the spider dance. As soon as the attachment hits me I let go of the vacuum and it falls over. I am laughing so hard I can hardly stand up. The spider is in the vacuum so Peter decides to vacuum the house, only problem we have stuff all over the floor which makes vacuuming hard. Okay so adventure number one is done but Peter is still on the edge.

Adventure number two: I'm upstairs doing laundry and Peter screams! And then he keeps on screaming...."OOOH it's crawling out of the cup!" "Alright I'll do whatever job you're doing and you need to come do the dishes." Me-"I'm doing laundry, you want to put the laundry away?" P-"No I'm going to take the trash out." Now how is that doing whatever job I'm doing? I don't take out the trash, he always does that. Peter comes upstairs and tells me that the next time I take a drink to work and bring it back I need to wash it out right away. I start busting up laughing. The week that I was sick I had a cup with orange juice in it sitting by the bed. Apparently I never drank it and as Peter took the lid off he was surprised to see it growing mold.

Back to adventure number one: Peter keeps randomly turning the vacuum on for a few seconds and then turning it off :)

"I said I don't like bugs...what part of that do you not understand?"

Those are my famous words of the day. I figured that a story like this should probably be announced, since I am so good at poking fun at my dear hubby, I should also point out my complete dislike for bugs as well. So we'll take today for example. Our art teacher/primary childcare person came inside with a bucket and a small shovel (kid toy). I am sitting at a child's table when Erika came up to me with the said bucket. She says, "Do you want to see what I have? We found it on the playground." Note to self, for future experiences the correct answer is NO! I tell her that I really don't like bugs so not if it is a bug. She shows me anyway. She bends over and has me peer into her bucket. I JUMP out of my seat, scream and run into the other room exclaiming, "That is not funny! I told you I don't like bugs!" Not to mention that I feel like I have just had a heart attack or will soon be experiencing one and am having a hard time catching my breath. Meanwhile one of my students is shouting, "Mandy that's not a bug, that's an arachnid." Yeah no kidding a spider falls into the bug category for me. So after I'm in the other room one of my co-teachers says, "Oh she showed you the spider, oh I should've told her that you wouldn't like that." Yeah no kidding! So the spider was like a quarter pounder. It was one of the biggest I've seen in a long time. And having it that close to my face was definitely not even remotely funny!

A few hours later Erika came up to me and asked if I had forgiven her yet...I'm still thinking about it.

"Get it off of me!"/Peter has a new job!

Here's two posts in one:

Famous words if you ask me.
So here we are today walking to our car when a dear little friend was found on Peter's pants. He gets into the car and panics:
"What is that? Get it off of me!"
"Hold still."
"It's right there."
"I can't grab it, I don't want to squish it....where did it go?
"It's right there, get it out of the car."
"I'm trying to get it....just don't worry about it, it won't hurt you."
"I'm not driving with THAT in here."
"Oh it's on your shirt, just get out of the car and flick it off."
*Gets out of car, jumps up and down and finally flicks it off. Gets back into car and drives us home, while I am laughing hysterically.
"Honey, it's just a lady bug."
"I don't like bugs on me!"
My poor hubby...I give him the benefit of the doubt that if it was a spider I would've done the same thing, however this was a lady bug! He claims he thought it was a bee at first...but even after he knew it was a lady bug he was still freaking out. He cracks me up :)

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Peter has a new job!

Friday was Peter's last day working for Sony Electronics. He quit his job of five years and is on to bigger and better. Sony has been laying off people recently. A few weeks ago they laid off 65% of the floor above Peter. He's been coming home the last few weeks saying how dismal it has been at Sony. A few months ago, Peter's best friend Greg, told him that his company was hiring people and that Peter should give him his resume. (Greg has tried several times in the past to have Peter join the company he works for, up until now he didn't see a need to change companies) At first Peter thought his job was pretty safe and didn't want to leave a company he had been with for awhile. However, with all the layoffs he was beginning to feel uneasy and fixed up his resume and gave it to Greg. Well a short time later, he had an interview and was offered a job. He turned in his two weeks of notice and on Friday he had to turn in his cell phone. So the number that everyone has for Peter, no longer works. We're supposed to be getting him a phone soon. He will officially start at General Atomics tomorrow. He's thrilled to start a new adventure and working in the same building as his buddy is pretty cool too. He's totally stoked!
*Peter adds: "I hope there's no bugs in the building :)"

Spider in the pants!

Guess who found a spider in their pants today? I'll give you a hint...I was playing on the computer when I heard what sounded like a scream and jumping up and down coming from upstairs. Do you know who it was? Perhaps this older spider story will bring back memories. Did you figure it out?

Peter was changing out of his church clothes and into a pair of pants. He had one leg in, was going for the second leg when a spider scurried out from where his pants were lying. At which point he is convinced there must be more. He screams and jumps up and down while trying to get the pants off, while the terrified spider tries to take cover. He eventually gets the pants off and then starts smacking the spider with the pants.

He came downstairs and announced that we needed to vacuum. He squished the spider and left the remains on the floor.

Peter's side of the story

It's time for me to defend my honor. That spider was really big, it was arguably not a bug, it was wildlife! When it's on you it seems even bigger. There are lots of people given the same circumstances who would've done an even grander spider dance. That is all.

Spider Dance

Yesterday Peter and I were at my parents' house looking at pieces of slate for our aquarium. Peter ditched me at one point to go check out his gladiolus bulbs in the pool area and walked into a spider web with a spider that was "this big" in it. I was on the other side of the house when I heard a lot of commotion. I turned the corner and saw Peter whacking himself with a box and doing the funniest dance I've seen in a long time. My mom was beside herself with laughter. Apparently I missed the part where he was running around the lawn hoping that the wind would blow the spider off him. He claims he was looking for a place that the dog hadn't pooped so he could roll on the ground. (My mom poop scoops all the time, there was no poop out there to be found.) He claims it's still pooped grass even if it has already been cleaned up. So anyway I see him whacking himself with a box. Then he comes running toward me with box in hand and tells me to whack the spider. I heard "spider" and backed away. You kidding me I didn't want him anywhere near me, after all the spider was "this big."

Then several hours later when we were back at home sitting on the couch he kept on grabbing at his hair. Every time he flinched I flinched too and then I started laughing. He was not finding it as funny as I was. :)

Crazy freaky day

Okay now I am one that will fully admit to the world that I am terrified of most bugs, lizards, snakes, spiders, basically if it jumps, slithers, or stings I'm probably terrified of it. So that leads me to todays adventures. I was walking out of my building on my way to the office (I work at a Montessori school) when a dark colored snake crossed my path. It went across the sidewalk and into the bushes and boy it was moving fast. I ran back into my building and grabbed another teacher. We both went out to look, but couldn't find it. I had to go to the office and report that I saw a snake. By law we have to call 911 even if it isn't a rattle snake, since it is a school with a bunch of children. Also one of the primary buildings had their door open and that is the exact direction the snake was going, but we don't think it went inside. When the fire department showed up, I described the snake and where it
was going. They looked and batted the bushes and went inside but didn't find anything. They said it was probably a gardner snake. They were all on their merry way again, when it was dismissal time and the children were all lining up on the sidewalk. We all walked past a planter and I swear I saw another/perhaps the same one again. I told the teacher who was standing right there and then I ran to wave down the fire department. They came back and looked again but didn't find anything. They found a black piece of the sprinkler system and said, "is this what you saw." I told them I wasn't stupid, what I saw was thicker and it moved. They left once again empty handed. The primary teachers all believe me and they are keeping their eyes open and their doors shut. The elementary teachers think I'm nuts. They call me the crazy snake lady now. One of the elementary teachers came up behind me and grabbed me. I jumped three feet into the air and screamed. I didn't find it nearly as funny as she did. Needless to say I went home early and have been trying to get my heart rate back to normal.