Annabel is in a fall crafts class once a week that has made some really cute fall and Halloween crafts. She’s really taken to it, and asks me all the time if we can make things at home. A few days ago we made spiders with yarn pom-poms and pipe cleaners, and then Annie tried to make skeletons with q-tips, yarn, and glue. It’s been fun putting together little projects with her, and now we have cute holiday decorations that I’ll pull out every year.

Yesterday the kids both had their school Halloween parties. After I got the kids ready, I ran around my house and threw together a costume for myself. My eyes settled on the spiders Annie and I had made, so I grabbed them and some of that cotton spider web stuff and boom, costume.


spiders' nest

spider fascinator

Annie took one look at me and said, “But Mommy…you hate spiders.” Which is very, very true. But since Annie and I made these, they didn’t bother me.

After I dropped Annie off at school, James and I headed toward our parent/child class. As we drove through the neighborhood, I saw something out of the corner of my eye but I couldn’t look at it since I was driving. A few seconds later, I got a good look at it when it dropped off the ceiling of the car, right onto me. A real spider.

My first instinct was to crash my car into the nearest tree and then light everything on fire, but since James was in the car I instead calmly slammed on the brakes, put the car in park, and jumped out of the car moaning, “UGH SPIDER UGGGGGH! SPIDER!” I was swatting at myself and shaking my body in an attempt to get the spider off of me. I looked like one of those inflatable air dancer things.


As I did my spider-removal dance next to my car, a man on the sidewalk called out to me, “Are you okay?”

I stopped smacking myself and said, “Oh, yeah…I had a spider fall on me while I was driving, and I wanted to get it off of me because I hate spiders and…”

The guy was looking at me like I was insane. And that’s when I remembered that I had three large fake spiders attached to me.

“Anyway, I think I got it, thanks!” I said, acting all breezy, even though I was getting back into a car that likely still had a spider in it.

After school I burned the car and the costume. Okay not really, but let’s be honest, it has to be done.