The webs we weave

For the past week I have had a spider living in the left corner of my shower. Before I tell you about this spider you need to understand the context of me and spiders.

I really don't like spiders. Actually I'm very afraid of them. When I first moved out on my own I was so scared of them that I could not even get close enough to them to squish them. So I would put a cup over them and wait for a friend to come over and kill it. Or I would get the vacuum wand and vacuum them up. (Although I would often fear that the spider would lay eggs in the vacuum bag and thousands of tiny spiders would come crawling out of the vacuum wand)

Being 25, I have decided that I need to grow up and evolve and be able to rid an unwanted spider from my house. I still freak out but I am able to (sometimes) grab a tissue and flush the little arachnid down the toilet.

Okay, so the spider in my shower. This spider is pretty little - not the smallest of the smallest - but not too big either. When I first saw him my first reaction was to kill it. But I didn't want to spray it because, I don't know if you have ever sprayed the ceiling in your shower, but it does not work out so well. So I made a mental note to get tissue after the shower and flush him. The next morning he was still there and I remembered what I had forgotten . . . but I couldn't bring myself to do it. So I made another mental note to have Josh kill it next time he was over. Well, I keep loosing my mental notes. So the spider has been there a week. Mostly he stays in that corner, where I can see him, but every now and again he moves over closer to my head - and you better believe that I'm extra attentive and ready to spray - when he does that.

But I have become comfortable with this spider. Every morning for about 12 minutes we share a shower and co-exist. I forget about him almost as soon as my shower is over, but every morning I am happy to see him still there. Now, I'm not personifying him by giving him a name or talking to him, but it is comforting to see him each morning. This may be crazy but I enjoy the company in the morning. I also know that I am being very self-disclosing, but it's the kind of mood I'm in.

*I was going to put a picture that resembled my spider but it creeped me out looking for a picture*

More stars and the missing battery charger

A couple of days ago Josh and I met Brandon Roy
of the Portland Trail Blazers. He was greeting and meeting downtown. There were not very many people there when we were so we got to chat with him for awhile, shake his hand several times and get several ardicograhps. He was laid back and cool.


Unfortunatly I cannot post a picture because my camera is dead and due to the move I cannot find the battery charger. So, frustrating!


But here is a picture of our carved pumpkins.

Josh's, Mine, and our friends - Kyle's and Nicole's (in that order)

Pumpkins

Yes, we went to the Roloff Farm! Don't know what it is? It's the Little People Big World Farm!




It was sort of disappointing at first because the pumpkins weren't that great, there weren't very many of them and there were TONS of people . . . but then look who we met!

It's Amy! The mom.

We also saw Molly, the daughter.








Here are some other pictures!

Aren't we cute?!

"This one's mine- get your own!"

The Girls. The boys were too shy to have their picture taken.