Arachnophobia June 16, 2004
Last night, after my hubby had gotten home from work, we headed toward the bed for some “extra curricular activities.” We have to take advantage of that kind of time now, because after my husband’s surgery on Monday we will not be allowed to have sex for at least three weeks. Anyway, I was about to lie down, but right there in the middle of the bed was this bigish spider. I screamed and scared the crap out of my husband. There was also a lot of profanity involved. Luckily my husband came to the rescue and killed it. I’m not a fan of bugs, especially spiders. The fact that there was one in my bed sent me over the edge. Needless to say, the love making session had to be postponed. I had to take some tylenol PM and have my hubby check and double check the bed before I could even sleep last night. Fun times.
Why is it that I can say “fuck” over and over when freaking out about a spider but yet have trouble getting out words when referring to the actual act?
- Posted in : various other ramblings
- Author : amanda
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