Surprise! I'm a spider

Last night, after a long day at work (another match), I let out an almighty shriek as I opened the bathroom door, flicked the light switch and there on the floor sat a rather giant spider. Steve rushed to my aid with killer tissues in hand but upon seeing the size of the spider, he said "You know, I think I'll use a shoe instead".

I felt bad about my shriek because it was the kind that might have made Steve think something was actually wrong, not just my freakishly inexplicable fear of spiders. It always reminds me of the story Mom tells about when James was little and started screaming "Mom! Mom! Come quick!" So she rushed outside, thinking something was seriously wrong, maybe he'd even been hurt... only to find him pointing up at the sky and shouting "Look! A plane!" That's me with spiders, except I am actually terrified, not shouting for joy.

I definitely need to buy this shirt that Ange showed me! (To the right).

So, as mentioned, we also had a game last night, which you can see pictures from on my flickr account here. No major incidences like last time, unless you count the fan who tried to throw a bottle at the ref. We could get fined for that but apparently the match official said it was somewhat understandable given the call the ref had just made, lol.