Hitchhikers

Too good not to share... This one may top the Sharkathon post from last year.

Just took the family wagon for an oil change, it was 3000 miles overdue, but that is beside the point.  Anyway, my oil change came with a free car wash and after sitting in the lobby for a while a nice young man comes in and asks me if I own the black Tahoe. "Yes." I reply.  He asks me, "Ma'am, do you live in the country?" In which I reply, "No, I live in the burbs."  Now, I know what he is about to say can not be good.  I am thinking he is getting ready to tell me that my brakes are going to go out at any minute, or that my transmission is shot, or that my engine could drop from the bottom of the car at any point.  I can tell in his tone that it is not good.  So, he proceeds to tell me that I have not one, not two, but three families of black widows living on my car.  Two hang right above sweet little Nelson's car seat.  "Did you know that, Ma'am?"  he asks.  Are you kidding me... "NO!  No, I didn't know I was car pooling a black widow family around town with me.. NO!  I sure didn't!"   He continues, "Well I'll wipe down the door jams and make sure I get rid of them for you."  Me: "Okay, yes, I would sure appreciate that."

Good Lord!  Really?? Black Widows in my car.. Three families.. Babies??  So, I apprehensively climbed into my car.. Freaking out the whole time.. Drove straight to Home Depot bought as much insect killer stuff as I could fit in my basket... Continued home, unleashed a fogger bomb in my garage, sprayed the car down with something really toxic... I had to.. Can't go green on this one!  And now I wait and itch and jump evertime my own hair brushes against my arm...  Can't wait for the dreams I will be having tonight!