Okay I thought I'd get your attention.....hehehehe!!!
What your about to read is an actual story, none of the names have been changed in the story to hide the identities of the plum idiots the story is about....hehehe, I'm all for a laugh because I can laugh at myself for being one of them plum idiots....hehehe!!!
Okay Posting off of a thread from Magnolia Blossom
From a spring cleaning issue that turned into what you ya find when your cleaning, well mine was when we were getting ready to eat. YIKES....
Okay so the story goes like this....
We lived here in Lawton, a few years back when Rob and I had gotten married. In a rental house on the other side of town. We had just bought my Grandfather's house in Texas, and were getting ready to move with in a month and nothing out of the ordinary about the evening. When I was making a quick fix for dinner. Frito Chili Pie...and can you believe my husband had never heard of such a thing. He grew up in Oregon and didn't know what that was...well he loves it now, but any way I had popped open the cans of cheap chili, was heating it up, when I realized I needed the fritos. We didn't have a pantry nor cabinets to suit our needs, so book shelves were my make shift pantry, for supplies.
I reached down and was looking at the bag when I saw something brown on it and jump back and hit my head on the dining room chair...it was the biggiest spider I had seen up close and personal in YEARS!!!!! Just chillin' out on the bag like nobody's business...To this day we don't know how the sucker got into the house nor do we care, But my husband came out of the bedroom and I told him to grab the bag and he squealed like a girl...the girls laughed until they saw the spider and all screamed...Now I was the only one in the house that didn't scream..I just jumped. I told everyone not to mess with it, and we had the pups outside so, we didn't want them inside.
I grabbed not a bowl or a broom but my camera. Yup I wanted everyone to know I had a big ole spider in my house and needed proof. Rob is freaking out because I actually got in the floor to photo it.
Yup this is it...Now I picked up the bag and the tranchula, walked off, and then towards me, while the kids are freaking out and screaming, prancing and running around that mom was in the floor with this thing. Well Rob grabs a bowl and a plate because I tell him don't shew it out with a broom because of the 3 mini baby schnawzer's, we had in the back yard. So Rob gets the bowl over it and slides the plate under the bowl and then lifts it up and I told him they jump so don't open the bowl up and startle the darn thing, because this time my face was near the bowl...I would have totally whupped up on his tush, no matter how big hubby is. Our neighbor's behind us had moved out, so Rob gets the bright idea to toss the hairy critter over the fence and into the vacant yard and be done with it......SO we thought.
Well about a week, to a week and half later, I see my oldest child, Emily out back in the corner of the fence talking to a lady with her huge huge black lab, and decided to say hi, she was new in town, just moved in a few days prior and had brought her dog over to her new place that day, my mini pups were just so excited running the fence and so forth, when I found out she was a teacher, her name was Sarah, hubby too in the Army and that her dog was named Max. Well She asked about the neighborhood, which was really a great neighborhood and friendly, lots of kids and so on an so forth. Well, in the mist of the conversation, she says, are there a lot of bugs in the neighborhood, I'm thinking mosquitos and flies, that kind of thing...So you know I'm like well with the trees and open wheat field on the street over in front of my house, yeah the bugs are nasty clusters of floating windshield wiper targets. She says no, like spiders. Well I thought nothing of the big ole boy I found the week or so prior and thought, no not really.....Poor Sarah her eyes got so big. And she told me of what had happen to her a few days prior.
Sarah had been cleaning things up and moving in boxes when her electricity wasn't on and it was suppose to be, when she called her dad and he tells her to go find the utility box, and she looked every where for it, and he said some houses it's in the garage...so okay she goes to the garage and sees the unit on the wall, opens it to her surprise and starts screaming and jumping around(she told me like a mad woman), that there was this huge tranchula inside the box...and didn't know what to do...Then it dawned on me about the dang thing(i'm silently laughing with my jaw dropped)....She said she about gave her father on the phone a heart attack with all the screaming she did, when she told him about the spider, and he tells her to get rid of it....She says she got a broom, swatted it down. threw a bowl over it, grabbed a paper plate, slid the plate under the bowl, and I tell her wait....let me guess you threw it over to the neighbor's yard next door...right?? and she looked at me like yeah, how did you know did you see me......I said nope, it was the same spider we threw over there from when it was in our house the week or so prior....We couldn't believe that it manage to get inside her utility box.....and both of us had the willies for like a week. I talked to Sarah again a few days after that when I'd see her in the back yard, and she said it was hard for her to sleep...she was carrying a broom everywhere, even into the bathroom when she was doing her business....do I blame her....oh heck no. But Then I was glad to move....was praying on no more big a-double spiders.....Low and behold, I had mice issues in my grandfather's house...and that's another story....you'll have to read "Ode to Mr. Jingles".