Stupid Bugs

So a few days ago, I had several bugs to deal with, within 20 minutes of each other. Now I am not a silly girl when I see bugs and spiders, I don't scream and freak out. I do make my husband move them outside (I DO NOT kill them), but when he is not home I am perfectly capable of dealing with them myself.

Every winter, we get giant spiders (I haven't figured out what they are, maybe a california tarantula?) in our shower. I think they come in from the rain and cold. As aforementioned, I do not kill them, I respect all life. I simply relocate them outside my home. So apparently Will missed this giant spider in his shower earlier. No big deal. I finish my shower and move the offending spider outside. (Kieran loves spiders... who knows, he may be a zoologist specializing in spider identification one day.) So I lost a couple of make up brushes recently and thought they might have fallen around the make up counter. I get down to look and move some dirty laundry out of the way. What do I find? A monstrous atrocity, hideous, grotesque, and horrifying! A potato bug! Ok, if you have never seen one, these things are huge and intimidating. The give me the heebee geebees like no other bug I have come across (luckily I have never come across a scorpion, in that case I might scream, like a little girl!) But alas, I have no husband home to help me out, so I calmly locate a cup to trap it in and move it outside as well. (Ugly and scary does not mean it should die either.)

So now, after dealing with these two bugs, I am running late to Kieran's speech appointment. I am getting Kieran and myself ready and mention that we are no late because of some stupid bugs. This is where my son has to remind me: Mama, we don't call bugs stupid. It makes their hearts sad.

**On a side note, as I told my husband this story, and how these potato bugs sincerely make me cringe, he has the nerve to tell me that a potato bug jumped on him in the middle of the night a few nights ago! OMG! So now every time I perceive something to touch me in the middle of the night, (often its my own hair on my arm or something) I jump up freaking out that a monster potato bug is on me! And to make it worse, my friend told me they bite! (Also when I was telling her they story about how much they creep me out!) Now in both previous cases, ignorance was bliss! Thanks guys, there goes my sound sleeping.