I'm just going to say this

I dislike bugs. A heck of a lot. I love everything about springtime except the plethora of itty-bitty crawly things. I am a park ranger who does not like bugs; you do the math. I appreciate Jerry Seinfield's comedy routine about how a female can take hot wax, pour it between her thighs, then rip strips of paper off to remove hair in that sensitive area, yet will jump at the sight of a bug. Don't ask me to explain this phenomenon. It's just life.

And for the record, heels make terrible spider-squishers. And m&ms do, indeed, melt in your hand. These are both things I have learned this evening.

Now that I have all of that off my chest, I can get back to work.