Spider, 12:15 am

Poor Scott. He's been working like a dog this week. Out the door before 7 am, home late into the evening. I was going to pick him up at the train last night and when i walked out to the car, there was our spider!! (see yesterday's post)

One of the (many) reasons I love Scott is that even after an 18 hour work day, on antibiotics for bronchitis, and having only had 6 hours of sleep the night before, he had the energy and presence of mind to praise my homemade strawberry ice cream.