speedy the spider

Oh yes, my friends. Scott had another encounter with a spider. If you need to read about his previous freak out go here.

So Scott and I were sitting at church this past Sunday. We had just sung our first song and now the elder was going through announcements, which means it was really quiet. We were minding our own business, when we looked at the chair in front of us and there was pretty decent size spider running up the chair. When I say running, I mean flying. He was the fastest little sucker I've seen. I feel like in the time I blinked he was already up the chair. The seat was not unoccupied. In front of us sat this large (as in tall), middle aged, bearded man. He was a man's man and we know him in passing. I probably would have just crossed my fingers and hoped the spider wasn't poisonous. Not Scott. He is a man of action. He picked up his Bible (because in the few seconds it took us to process there was a spider, it was on the man's back) and THWACK! Scott hits this guy! The gentleman turns around, looking totally confused. I'm whispering to him "It's a spider! It's a spider!" trying to make him understand Scott isn't crazy. Scott, on the other hand, was still very concerned over the spider which he missed. We see the spider scurry over the man's shoulder and Scott gracefully awkwardly reaches around this guy and hits him again but this time on the chest! At this point, we are totally making a scene and I'm laughing as quietly as I can. Scott still has this panicked look on his face because he missed the spider again. The gentlemen finally understands what we were trying to do and says in a manly whisper " Oh, it's fine. I'm not worried about a spider." Scott didn't look convinced. I was still snickering and Scott was scanning the area for our renegade arachnid. We eventually regained composure and Scott lost the hysteric look in his eyes. I looked down a little while later and there went our little friend - going at the speed of light to the back of the room! I didn't tell Scott. Who knows what kind of scene the spider sheriff would have made!   

The itsy bitsy spider....

 For everyone's information, I just hopped on the Harry Potter bandwagon. I know, I'm a little late. Anyway, I decided to have a Harry Potter marathon. The other night I was watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets on my computer in the bed. Scott was writing a birthday card right next to me. He would tune in every now and then but was only half paying attention. Well, just in case anyone is as behind the times as me, in the movie there are several scenes with spiders. These spiders come along with spider-y music. Seriously, if spiders had a theme song then it's on this movie. Anyway, I'm sitting there and I'm totally into the movie. It starts to get intense because there is spider music playing so I know spiders are coming. Then you see them creeping all over the screen. Suddenly, Scott screams! Yes, screams.  He then proceeds to throw the card at me and run out of the room. I had just been in a scary place with all those spiders so I assumed he had been too. But he didn't stop yelling. I became concerned and thought it was serious. I go to check on him and he is running up and down our hall waving his arms frantically. I started to laugh. I told him it was just the movie. He could not form words. He just kept freaking out and slapping himself to, at the very least, paralyze the spider that may have potentially been hiding somewhere on his body. I laughed harder. He stops running and rips his shorts off then keeps on going. That's right my friends, he is now running around our house boo-tay naked. I was laughing uncontrollably. I mean who wouldn't? My huge hulk of a husband is in his birthday suit freaking out over spiders in a kids movie. I guess me laughing made him mad. He kept saying "I'm serious. I'm so serious." in the most serious voice you can imagine.  Now I could not form words but for a different reason. He slightly calmed down and said there had been a REAL spider crawling on the birthday card. (Which I would like to point out was thrown in my face. Chivalry is dead people. ) I still couldn't take him seriously though. I just kept laughing. He dragged me into our room, still naked by the way, and guess what? There really was a spider! Sadly, poor Mr. Spider came to a tragic end. I, on the other hand, got to laugh until I cried and found out about my husband's arachnophobia. Thank you Harry Potter!