All Kinds Of Good Going On Here

Yesterday I was searching the web for my favorite petunia seeds for spring planting. I found them! SQUEEEEEE!!! Oh Yessiree!  I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the beloved flowers. I have been hunting these for nearly a year now. For those of you that dearly love petunias, here is the Etsy shop address:

https://www.etsy.com/shop/ThePetuniaGarden?section_id=17031689&ref=shopsection_leftnav

Celebrity Ice Mix  source

This shop has the Daddy mix, the Celebrity Ice mix, the African Orange, the Orchid Cascade. etc. I'm in 7th heaven! I know some of you are going to want to see this for your own eyes. So GO!! See!! I'll wait.

Over the weekend, David and I binge watched The Strain in order to catch up to this season. Which started in July and, of course, we neglected to check until it was too late. We then binge watched Z-Nation because it's been so fucking long since it was last on that we completely forgot what happened in the last season. Z-Nation starts up again this Friday with their new season.

So after two whole days of being glued to the TV watching wormy vampires and campy zombies, we celebrated our thirteenth wedding anniversary with David doing yard work and me doing housework. It was a pretty quiet Monday except for the big ass present David got me. Yes, he went and did it, even after I asked him not to the night before.

David went and got me a Keurig2.0 K450. *sigh* I told him to take it back because I had a perfectly good coffee maker still in use, which he refused. But hey, who am I kidding. This big bitch does everything you could ask for except cook, clean, and sex. It also comes with a four-cup carafe so I can bring it to my desk in the TV room and surf the web all day long. *wink wink*. I have given up my old coffee maker for this cool electronic "coffee bitch". Yeah, that's what I call her.

GOW under the eave of David's tool shed.
She's about 4 inches from back legs to front legs

All round we had a splendid weekend. I am still trying to get to everyone's blogs and read up on all your news so please bear with me if I'm late doing so. I mentioned the Golden Orb Weaver spider in our backyard that is living under the eave of David's tool shed. Well, she has a sister living in the courtyard just before you walk through the gate to the carport. They both have egg sacks under the eaves now.

This is the other GOW near the carport.
About the same size. She loves to eat wasps

I was looking up some information on this spider. They live for about a year. In the late summer, end of August to the beginning of September, they mate (the male is a tiny little fucker) and set up their egg sack in a protective area. They will soon die afterwards, both of the girls are still kickin right now.

Egg sack of GOW near carport it's about an inch in radius. 

Anywho, The eggs sit there until spring when it's just right for them to hatch. You can handle them (fuck no, not me) as the venom is very minute, and the fangs are also quite small, so there is little chance of being bitten. Cool huh?

Silly Saturday

Spiders ... Yuck!!

 David and I were outside last night sitting in the courtyard talking and enjoying the evening.  It's very rare when I can actually sit outside with the hubster and have serious conversations about crazy people in our neighborhood, squirrels, the Mother Ship. You know, really serious stuff. Then we got to talking about what bugs we hated the most, and spiders came up in the conversation. I truly hate spiders. I don't care what size they are, I just hate the little fuckers. They're ugly and they were brought here by aliens to wipe us out. That's the bottom line. They don't belong on Earth.

My hate for them really started when we were stationed in Hawaii. Dad was in Korea at the time. It was a fun time to be eight years old. Except for the humongous fugly house spiders. Well there just happened to be one in the garage of my grandma's house. My sister pointed it out to me. There it was plastered on the ceiling.

Now the reason we were in there with the alien was because we had to get some things out of the car. My sister was scared to go in there because of the spider. I went into the car for her because that thing was way up high. It would take time for it to get down. So I got the books out of the car and I did something you never do in a garage in Hawaii with a big fucking ugly spider the size of a kitten, no doubt they eat them. I slammed the door of the car and it vibrated the garage.

That fucker jumped down from the ceiling and jumped on me and I started dancing around trying to beat the fucker off me. Sorta like Kermit, below. It didn't bite me or anything. It just jumped off me and ran away. But I can still remember the feel of that thing jumping on me. It really had some weight to it.