The story I’m about to tell takes place many moons ago, during a life grounded in Chicago, full of sleeping in on weekends, hanging out with friends in the city, and with no responsibilities greater than work, and walking and feeding the dog.
Craig’s parents live in central Illinois, which is also where we both attended college. Because his family and friends are there, and our alma mater is there, we had lots of reasons to head back there on the weekends.
His parents’ home backs up to a ravine, and their whole neighborhood is pretty much nestled in a wooded area. This makes for really amazing deer encounters, but this also means many less-than-desirable creepy crawlies make their way into his parents’ home.
During a weekend visit, I was finishing up in the shower. I turned off the water, stepped onto the mat and leaned forward to pull my clothes out of my bag. The zipper of my bag had been open, and there were some shadows cast into the bag by the vanity light. I thought I saw something move and hesitated briefly, but then resumed reaching towards my clothes.
Just as I did, I saw IT move again, and this time there was no mistaking what it was.
I grabbed a towel, jumped back into the tub and called for Craig. I didn’t have any shoes with me and was – essentially – naked, so I was in no shape for HUMONGOUS HAIRY SPIDER killing!
Craig came into the bathroom, got a view of the big, furry monster, and then screamed for his mom to come.
Not even a *mediocre* attempt at manliness; My HUSBAND cried out for his MOMMY!
In that exact moment, I knew that I’d be wearing the pants in our relationship.
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All I gotta say is EWWWWWWWWW!!!!!
Leave Craig alone, in all fairness the spider might outweigh him.
LMAO!!!! That’s awesome! Big scary spiders scare the crap out of me, so I don’t blame you or Craig.
Ha ha! The moment you knew you’d wear the pants…I love it!
Sounds like we’re kindred pants-wearing souls…I’m the bug and critter catcher around here, too. Funny!
I completely sympathize with Craig. I hate spiders. Hate them. They creep me out, and I shuddered just reading about you seeing a huge spider. Blah!
My husband does the spider killing that’s why I try not to let him know when we have one. If I see it first, I scoop it up in a container and take it to my garden. In the winter, when the garden is covered with snow, I call him in to do the dirty work.
Now cat vomit with chunks of food in it, that’s another story. He can’t clean it up without gagging.
Too funny. I force the mountain man to handle all critters and nasties. If i happen to kill it on my own, I still make him come clean it up. YUCK.
Oh wow crack me up!! I just laughed really hard then read this to my husband! Too funny!!!
FOUND IT!!!
I would NEVER be able to take a shower there, or for that matter sleep there, EVER again.
My husband? Would have cried. Like a little bitty girl. Craig deserves a little credit, I think…
Craig-
Next time? Get a broom, dude. Just sayin.
I am terrified of spiders! Once I left my son who was only a few months old in the tub to fend for himself when I saw a spider crawling on the wall…don’t worry…I let the dog watch the kid while he finished up in the tub
That is too funny! This will be my son, he at 13 he screams at every bug! Funnier still? He gets it from his dad who screams at snakes!
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