Who put the spider in my grapes????
Those who really know me, know that I'm not a "girly-girl"...but you put even the smallest of 8-legged creatures anywhere near me and I'll squeal like the best of them!
I can't tell you how many times I handled that bag of grapes...this is what I CAN remember!
**Picked them out of many bags I looked at in the store.
**Scanned and bagged them myself.
**Put the bag in the truck.
**Brought the groceries in the house.
**Unpacked the groceries...laid the grapes on the counter for washing.
**Picked through the bag to find the bunch for my "Grape Salad" for the Family Reunion.
**Started washing the grapes
That SUCKER CAME AFTER ME!
Really he was trying to get away from the running water...but I could have swore he had a vendetta...I don't know maybe he did?! Maybe I took out his cousin or something in the past.
I would have thought since the grapes came from California he would have been ready for some "Totally Tubular Surfing Man" (Believe me surfers REALLY do talk that way...when I was in Huntington Beach I actually heard this phrase) but instead I made sure he drowned...
Somebody...come empty the strainer in the sink...I'm not touching it! -- As I dance around the kitchen!
Remember it's WWKIP Day....
Keep on Knittin' & Spinnin'!!!