Spider

Last night I was writing my blog when my darling husband threw a plastic spider onto my keyboard and because I can't control my mouth - out came the words "f*ck, oh f*ck" and then I realized what it was and called Nic a "f*cker". Can I just say it wasn't pleasant when I realized I called Nic a "f*cker" with my mother in law sitting opposite me. On the bright side at least I didn't call him a 'mother f*cker".