Major ick factor!
No knitting news today. My brother stopped by last night and had dinner with us. After he left my hubby wanted to get an executive portfolio thing to take when he goes to his interview this afternoon. (We’re really hoping that he gets this job. He thinks this job is a good opportunity for him.) So by the time we got home from Office Max, I was tired and my hand was hurting anyway from all the knitting I’ve done lately so I decided to take a break. The “batwing” bolero is still waiting to have the stitches picked up and if I want to work on it tonight then I’ll have to get those stitches picked up before 7:30 tonight.
What happens at 7:30 tonight you ask? Let me tell you what happens . . . HOCKEY IS BACK!!! The first televised Red Wings preseason game is tonight and I have a date with the TV! I will be sporting my sexy Brendan Shannahan sweater and chanting “Let’s Go Red Wings!” like a crazed hockey fanatic. Can you tell that I missed hockey last year? Anyway, I’m really excited that I get to watch hockey again.
In lieu of knitting pictures (since there aren’t any anyway) I bring you these pictures. The 
reason for the post title. Major ick factor! This massive, ugly spider was crawling on my garage as I pulled in the driveway. He was so big I could see him 20 feet away. *shudder* I refused to park in the garage. (I’m not stupid. I wasn’t going to drive by that huge thing to park the car and then have to walk back out right by it giving it the opportunity to jump on me or something.) So I parked in the driveway and ran into the house, screaming . . . er, I mean quickly, and coerced my poor sick hubby into coming out to kill it. I did grab the camera on the way and took these pictures of the beast’s last moments. Hubby used bug spray until it g
ot to the ground and he could squish it with a brick. And talk about a squish factor! This thing was the gooiest thing I’ve ever seen. I’ve been creeped out ever since I found this thing. I hate spiders . . . really hate spiders. I know they are good for catching bugs and stuff but do they have to be so creepy looking? *shudder* And silent . . . you can’t hear them coming. There’s no warning . . . they just appear . . . floating gently down on their web to land on you. Ack! The only thing I admire about these icky creatures is their ability to spin but that’s it.
Now that I’ve managed to stir up my arachnaphobia, I will leave you with a cute kitty picture while I go in search of creepy, crawlies under my desk. *big shudder*
