Since I seem to be on a critter kick with the last couple of posts, I thought I'd tell you another funny story about husband #2. He was born and raised in Denver and had absolutely no experience with life in the country. Before we got married, I took him home to meet my Grandma. There's a room with several beds over the cellar house at her farm. The first night we were there, we took our bags up, turned on the light, and #2 started laughing. I asked him what was so funny. He said, "Alright, who's the joker that put the rubber spider up on the wall?" I looked where he was pointing and there was the biggest barn spider I have ever seen in my life! I kid you not, it's leg span was as big as a saucer! Not wanting to give him a coronary, I quietly told him it wasn't a joke. The spider was indeed real. He had a funny expression for a few seconds then the color slowly faded from his face and his mouth kept opening but no sound came out. I figured I'd better take matters into my own hands and I picked up one of his brand new running shoes. "Oh, my GOD! Not my shoe!!!" I rolled up a magazine, looked at the spider, then back at the magazine, and tossed it aside. I picked up the Sears & Roebuck catalog and that did the trick. Poor city boy got a little green around the gills. He always checked between the sheets after that!
Be good to each other!
Ginny
WOW. You're braver than me by far! My husband James has to do all the critter-killin' around here. Always fun to read your stories!
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