Girlie Things

What a morning this turned out to be.

The oldest goes to her bathroom in the basement to shower. She hollars for me to come and kill a spider. I sigh....I've seen the "giant" spiders she's so afraid of. So I saunter into her bathroom, ready to grab a kleenex and sqaush the silly thing. She tells me to pull back her shower curtain to find it. Holy cow! The sucker *is* big! I'm not about to kill it with my own bare (kleenex clad) hand, so I find a tennis shoe. As I pull the curtain back again, Chester (the 8 lbs dog who thinks he's much bigger), sticks his nose right on the spider, and the daughter screams, causing me to jump back in fright! So we get both dogs out of the bathroom, I squash the darn thing with the shoe, and then use the kleenex to pick it up and flush it down the toilet. Okay, I've accomplished my good deed for the day. I head back upstairs.

The younger one is in her shower upstairs. I hear her yell for me. Sheesh, not another spider! Nope, this child felt sick while showering and practically fell out of the shower to get to the toilet, taking most of the shower curtain with her. Sigh....I fixed the shower curtain. She went back to bed.

Yep, it's Monday.