Spiders, Dang it!

Since my "Choose a Species to Be Eliminated" post I've seen not one, not two, but THREE black widow spiders. 

Alright, so one was at the zoo behind bars...er, plexiglass.

However, the other two were in my wood pile!

Not only were they in my wood pile they were on the log I was carrying. 

Carrying!

As in, right next to my vulnerable, in desperate need of nail polish, hands!

See...

 Ever so often Billy gets it in his head that we need to move the location of the wood pile. 

I don't know why.

It's like a traveling circus. 

You never know where it will turn up. 

Apparently black widows LOVE wood piles. 

The first one I saw was HUGE!

The second was small but just as scary. 

I used to never be afraid of spiders but now that I know how prevalent the venomous ones are in my back yard I may change my opinion. 

I mean...

Since this really isn't a possibility:

I should probably amend my answer.

Didn't I saw sharks?

Maybe I said snakes.

Bygones.

Other things that frighten me:

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Chicken Salad sandwiches from the gas station.

And of course:

Scary clowns.

I saw Poltergeist when I was nine. 

It scared the business out of me. 

I seriously hate clowns. 

Not the real ones mind you. 

I'm sure they are all very nice.

But the clown dolls?

Terrifying!

Why are clowns so scary?

Who knows.

"Mom's scared of clown dolls? Bwah ha ha ha!"

That's enough out of you, minions.

No one asked for your opinion.