When I get shooting I am in a zone and rarely do I look down at my feet to check if I am safe below. Mud, ants, and poop are regulars. I have a major spider phobia
from a high school traumatic event involving a mama wolf spider with a bazillion of her babies stuck in my hair while swimming at night. So tonight I am driving home after our shoot and I feel something moving up my thigh. I started hitting my leg to kill the creepy crawler. Better smashed on my leg than crawling up it! The cars next to me must have thought I was crazy. I still have the hebejebes hours later editing. Hahaha. : - )Hope you guys did not bring any bug friends home with you. : - )



Here the smiles come



So Funny! I cant stop laughing. Thanks Michael. ; - )


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