Hey, look, my blog is active two weeks in a row! Can you believe it? I’m not sure I can either.
This post is brought to you by one simple word that I (unfortunately) came across as I skimmed my morning blog roll: “spiderling.” Let it sink into your consciousness and roll across your tongue for a little bit. It’s pretty obvious what the word means, but let’s allow Merriam-Webster to clear things up, just in case there was any doubt: “a very young spider, especially where the brood remains on the back of the mother or in the egg sac for a time after hatching.” (It can also refer to a plant from the genus Boerhavia—I have no desire to Google Image that surely nightmarish creation.) Continue reading
Here’s the thing: I am terrified of spiders.
I know, I know, you’ve heard it a million times from a million different people:
“I am SUCH an arachnophobic person!”
“Spiders are, like, THE WORST.”
“I just can’t even deal with spiders. They’re, like, so gross.”
But, seriously, y’all, let me talk to you about spiders and how they make me feel. Continue reading