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Not all spiders have eight eyes. Some have only six.
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- a directory for grieving families
- a failure of imagination
- a little pregnant
- a mending heart
- a second chance
- a series of unfortunate events
- adventures of law mommy
- all about preeclampsia
- am i doing okay
- amelies welt
- an accident of hope
- and here we are
- and the duck said
- antigone lost
- antropóloga
- apron strings
- awful but functioning
- baby passionfruit
- baby proof
- beaten but not bowed
- beautiful
- beyond the pale
- bloggings by deshaine
- blood signs
- box of rain
- bringing gabriel home
- broken heart diaries
- bub and pie
- certainly not cool enough to blog
- collecting raindrops
- coming2terms
- conceive this
- creating motherhood
- crib chronicles
- cruchy granola
- curvatude
- days of our lives
- discovering me
- doc grumbles i presume
- dragondreamer's lair
- drama 2b mama
- eight million pieces
- emma's mum
- everything is under control
- excavator
- expectant waiting
- finding my way home
- footprints on my heart
- for the flavor
- fortune cookie follies
- froggy baby
- glow in the woods
- greenblogger
- grownups are like that
- healing arts
- henry street
- her very own
- high land hard rain
- hopeful momma
- i thought unicorns were a myth
- i will be mom*
- i will never be over it
- i won't fear love
- i'm a smart one
- in her shoes
- in the land of broken hearts
- infertile fantasies
- julian's room
- just crazy enough to try
- just one more
- klepsydra
- la la land
- life after heartache
- life can be
- life from here
- life of uncertainity
- life with love and loss
- little beans 4 me
- losses and gains
- magpie musing
- making sense of it all
- mary's madness
- max's mommy
- maybe baby
- mcpolish
- me and my shadows
- miracle dive
- missed conceptions
- mommy wants vodka
- moshka*
- mother in mourning
- motherhood and angels
- my journey towards my little miracle
- my pain i hide
- my reality
- my resurfacing
- my scar smiles at me
- mystery mommy
- nate nate roller skate
- needs new batteries
- nicolas' garden*
- no matter how small
- noah steven
- not done yet
- one big maybe
- one tired ema
- painted maypole
- phantom scribbler
- plan b
- please give me back my heart
- project t*
- punch drunk
- pyjama mummy
- raspberry chip
- relaxing in the parlor
- rhymes with javelin
- riding the grief rollercoaster
- ryan was here
- seed dispersal mechanisms
- slouching past 40
- so close
- so dear and yet so far
- special survivors
- spin me i pulsate
- spiraling into control
- sticky bean
- sticky bun
- still hopeful
- still life with circles
- still passing open windows
- stitched up for the second time
- surviving my loss
- sweet/salty
- tears are for babies
- thalia's fertility journey
- that was the plan
- the callipygian chronicles
- the fertile soul
- the impatient patient
- the journey from here
- the littlest bean
- the para graph
- the view from the hill
- the woman who cried pregnant
- there's hope
- think pink
- third time lucky
- this is not what i ordered
- this that and the mother thing
- this too shall pass
- thomas woz 'ere
- three minute palaver
- too much too soon
- town criers
- trapped under ice
- trying to have a baby that lives
- tuesday's hope
- uncommon misconceptions
- under the mad hat
- unpollinated
- untangling knots
- uppercase woman
- wabi-sabi life
- waiting for . . .
- weebles wobblog
- what am i
- what does not kill you makes you stronger
- wheels on the bus
- which box
- wishing it would get easier
- words of a life
- write about there
- writing as jo(e)
- year of consolation
10 comments:
Interesting (though creepy) information.
I had a cousin who died from being bitten by the Brown Recluse. A.k.a. Violin spider.
Blech! Yuck, gross nasty.
My aunt was bitten on the forehead by one of those and thankfully she survived...
I think I had a spider bite on my leg last year. It was nasty.
But, being a nerd, I can't help but find them fascinating.
Huh.
But are there spiders with fewer than eight legs?
Some are deadly but most are not...I always think of the black widow when I think of spiders. Don't know why though.
Oooooohhhh, that just gives me the willies!!!! I can't even look at them without the hairs on my neck standing up.
That's one ugly spider. Can you put up a prettier picture next time? Maybe a poisonous frog or something?
I am an anomaly: I like spiders. While I understand fear of brown recluses and other poisonous spiders, I welcome most arachnids around my home. They eat gnats and mosquitos and other pesky flying things. A few summers ago we had a beautiful orb weaver take up residence on our back porch. Every evening she would rebuild her web, which was always destroyed by her nightly feast.
That said, I screamed like a little bitch when a wolf spider made it into my tent while camping one time.
I had no idea that so many people had been bitten by spiders. And I'm very sorry to hear about your cousin, Ruby.
Poisonous frogs? Maybe next week....
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