Yes, our first godzilla of the season appeared on our bedroom ceiling yesterday. Godzilla is actually an understatement; this spider was more than just a monster. Just before he could kill me, I ran the whole 2 feet across the hall and into the bathroom to retrieve approximately 350 squares of toilet paper.
Then I brought out the big guns: Will.
He saved my life by sacrificing his shoulder to the falling spider, which had first been hit by a shoe. With me on the bed and Will frantically shaking his shoulder to get Godzilla off, we finally found him. He was a hairy and crunchy monster and was buried via the toilet.
I wish I could live where there were no Godzillas.
Nice save, Will. Jonathan thinks I should kill my own spiders now for some reason.
ReplyDeleteOur bathroom always has at least one spider waiting for me in the tub in the morning. It's not a very nice wake up call. You'll enjoy that when you move in, Bri!
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ReplyDeleteThis is Amber Ferrell Palmer. I just happened upon your blog, and I am way excited. Your wife is super cute- Her blog posts are hilarious! Well, good luck with finals, and I hope all is well!
lol, that's great. I still haven't seen one and I'm hoping that this year I don't have to deal with any (a girl can dream right?) I'm glad Will took care of it for you, husbands are great that way :)
ReplyDeletethanks for getting him. He could have come to my house next. EEEEEEEEEEk
ReplyDeletethanks for getting him. He could have come to my house next. EEEEEEEEEEk
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