Gross! Disgusting!! Ewww!!!

Ugh!!!  Early this morning around 4am I encountered the horror of all horrors!  There I was sleeping in my bed like a little angel, when I feel a little tickle run down my forearm which awakens me.  Bleh!  So, I brushed my arm to rid it of whatever was on me and decide I'd better turn on the light to check where this assumingly tiny bug may have ended up.  I turn on my lamp, and am searching the floor, I can't see anything.  Then, I just happen to turn my head to my left (I sleep on the right side of the bed, if you're laying in bed, just so you know ;-) and look down towards the end of the bed......and there is this largish, spider just sitting there.  Ahhh!  I freaked (inside)!  I couldn't believe this beast had just crawled down my arm.  I'm pretty sure this spider had it's way with me, crawling over me throughout the night, I vaguely remember that ticklish feeling during the night and dreaming about bugs!  Ahhh!  I'm traumatized!  To make matters worse, Jeff had left for work at 3:30am, so he wasn't there to help console me.  I called him and thankfully he answered, he helped calm me down and chuckled at me because I don't normally freak out that much.  Anyways, back to the spider, I left the room to get a shoe to kill it, and a camera, for documentation.  Lo and behold when I get back to the room, guess what???  You guessed it, it was gone!  So, I squeamishly and carefully searched the room....

and when I lifted up the bed skirt, there it was.  Bleeeehhhh!  I worked up some nerve and whacked it with my flip flop and......it disappears!  It had fallen down into the space between the bed frame and mattress, so I had to get a tube of my lip gloss to push it out.  Gag!  I hit it again with my shoe when it was on the floor.

Here lies the dead thing.  No, that's not blood by one of it's legs, just a stain.

I was so jumpy when I was looking for it, I thought it might be one the green ties on the quilt.  Ironically, Madison and I had just been talking about Brown Recluses the other day, I had even made up a song about them.  "It's a brown recluse, it's a brown recluse, it's on the loose....!"  I had also looked up poisonous spiders on the web, ha!  Bleh!  Not a pretty site.  Jeff was going to help me scour the room this evening but he isn't even home from work yet.  I'm planning on sleeping on the couch tonight!  Hopefully there aren't any spidey's under there.

Gross me out the door!

I hate to even say it........ earwigs, gag !  Yep, that would be them, I hate earwigs.  If I were to meet a human-sized earwig I could honestly tell him/her, "I think you're disgusting, I hope you die!"  Harsh, I know.  That wouldn't really happen though, if I saw one that large, I'd be freaking like you've never seen me freak before, and not in a good way!  I have noticed that Vernal seems to have a plethora of "them" (I often use the word "plethora" in my mind, but this is the first time I've ever actually used it).  I'm afraid if they scraped off the top layer of earth we would literally be floating on top of "them".  They think they own the place, they have an attitude and I don't like it.  I have two stories involving "them".  I hope to only have two stories during the entire span of my life, to share about "them". 

Story # 1.  When I was a kid, we had a pool we'd put in our backyard every summer.  I had a nice tan going  because I played in the pool so much.  Well, one day my sister and I had been playing outside in the pool, we had our nice smelling, Downy softened, beach towels out there with us.  Little did I know.....an unwanted visitor hitched a ride on a towel and come inside our home.  I did not discover this, until late that night while sleeping.  There I was was lying on my back, asleep in my bed, when all of the sudden, I feel a bug crawling down my face, needless to say, it woke me up!  I freaked out and started smacking myself in the face!  It was a fast little bugger, it got all the way down my neck and was headed down my pajama top!  It's amazing how hard we can hit ourselves when bugs are involved.  I jumped out of bed and pulled my pj's off and eventually found the "thing".  Ewww!  Thank goodness it didn't crawl into my nose or mouth! 

The victim
 (There's no way I'm posting a picture of you-know-who!)

 Story # 2.  One day I was at a friends house lying on the floor watching TV.  An earwig crawled up my leg, I was wearing shorts, and it pinched the back of my thigh.  It hurt, I was annoyed and a little freaked out. The End.