It was your typical Saturday afternoon when I woke up. Stretch yawn - off to the kitchen to find some breakfast before checking an email, swapping some chats and then off to my sister's. Or So I thought...
Mm, I love apples. I picked one off the cupboard counter, looked for holes and plucked the stem out, it was the perfect apple in the bunch left on the counter a day ago. I washed it and after few bites as I sat down at my desk, I noticed that it tasted HORRIBLE. I stopped chewing, glanced at the apple and noticed it was a sickly, nasty brown so I, being no type to eat like a goat, went and spat out my mouthful into the garbage can. First wise move. Then I thought again, once again back at my desk, "You know, mom's going to be mad if I throw good food away... why not cut it up for the chickens?"
DUH! Should have left it... anyways, I plucked the apple out of the garbage, picked up a butter knife and over to the sink I go. Since my lovely knife was as dull as a certain person's brain skills at the time, I began to cut open the apple. But the knife only got half way. Not so surprising says I, until I pick the apple up, and split it open in my hands...
Out jumps this BIG brown spider, INTO my sink where it begins to crawl around like mad! So I throw the apple halves at it, as it starts to climb it's way up the side of the sink. By now, I'm screaming, shaking and jumping around the kitchen like a whack job... I try to gather my wits and get a cup of water to pour on it. The stubborn thing just won't die! The phone rings, Hello, it's mom...
And finally spidey goes down the drain, and I make a note to myself that I will never think of apples the same way again. (And I didn't eat the rest of those apples for the next two weeks, and not unless they were quartered and washed VERY well!) Mom would have never have believed me...
And that's how I pretty much over came my fear of spiders. Mm, crunchy spiders...



Her little dragon on the other hand... 


I still refuse to eat wild-grown apples anymore. Cut, always. Icky, icky...
And I'll stop bothering everybody now. I know that my view on this probally aren't popular.
