How the Cookie Crumbles

Life in the fast and slow lanes after SIXTY-FIVE

Inky Dinky Spider


I thought I was dreaming; perhaps in another dimension…

When’s the last time anyone you know opened up a jar of moisturizer to find a daddy long legs all curled up inside, looking as comfy as a snail in its shell? It happened to ME!

This was a new jar, used less than half a dozen times. Of course I SCREAMED and almost dropped it but being a frugal person, I realized haste would be waste. A good moisturizer that appears to be doing its job cannot be so carelessly tossed away just because some leggy intruder decides to take up residence. The question is: how did it manage to ’squat’ without my noticing? Where did it come from? Had it been there all that time, just buried beneath the surface without my noticing? It moved in at the factory, you say? Not a good enough reason!

I grabbed a Q-Tip, gritted my teeth, scooped the sucker OUT and flung it into the waste basket. Then, I scooped some more and managed to remove a broken off spider appendage (I think). I was even mindful—MINDFUL— not to waste more cream than I had to. And I don’t think I touched it with my finger. Yuck!

You’ll be proud of me because afterwards I just closed my eyes and slapped on that moisturizer before I could change my mind. You bet I wanted to scream but I pretended it all away. How cheap can a person be? All I can say in my defense is I took drastic steps for drastic measures…or something like that. Sometimes, you just have to grin and bear it. I guess I’m a grown up after all.

I used to think that darn children’s song was so cute. Well I don’t anymore!


Author: Let's CUT the Crap!

I'm getting a little LONG in the tooth and have things to say about---ouch---AGEing. I believe it's certainly a state of mind but sometimes it's nice to hear that you're NORMAL. I enjoy reading by the truckload. I'm a grandma but I don't feel OLD although I'm not so young anymore. My plan is to stick it out as long as I can on this lovely planet and only will leave it kicking and screaming!

19 thoughts on “Inky Dinky Spider

  1. Yuk! You are a better woman than me…I woulda thrown the whole thing out right quick. It does make me wonder how the critter got in there. Did you leave the top off and he scrambled in and you didn’t notice when you did put the lid on? Or was he embedded at the factory? Embedded at the factory is kinda scary…


  2. I think you should check out that spider to see if it was really soft and wrinkle free.


    • Are you KIDDING? I wouldn’t touch it with a 10-foot pole but now that I think of it, spidey did look kinda lose…like a jelly fish…like thread…like a piece of rubber band. I didn’t see anything but smoothness. I can’t stop talking about it / him / her. Now I’m going to dream about him (it) aren’t I? Ahhhhhhhhhh.


  3. So funny. We’ll all be looking a little closer at our moisturizer tonight.


  4. Eeeugh! I’m a total wimp when it comes to spiders and daddy long legs. I admire your bravery – I think I would’ve thrown it across the room and then kicked myself for the wastage. You should inform the factory – maybe they’ll send you some free tubs, or at least disinfect the equipment!


    • You know the aggravation that’s involved with ‘informing the factory’? I know people who have had great luck but I’m not really into that. But I DO appreciate your suggestion. I’m trying to pretend none of that happened.


  5. I admire you. Daddy Long Legs aren’t as bad as spiders to me, but….


  6. does your face itch? Sorry, had to at least throw in a bit of humor!

    My guess is that the last time you used the cream, you might have set down the lid whilst applying said potion to your face, and the itsy bitsy TOTALLY GROSS AND ICKY spider crawled into the lid without your knowledge. When you put the lid back on the jar, he was probably ***ughhhghghghgh*** hovering inside the lid. You are a much more brave person than I … there is no doubt that jar would be in the bottom of the rubbish bin if I spied a spidey!


    • Sometimes I’m surprised at the things that I do. About wen and where the icky spider climbed in is a real mystery. Usually I grab the jar, yank off the lid, scoup and slather without putting it down so. . .beats me. Of course I never seem to do anything like ORDINARY people.

      Thanks so much for stopping by and for commenting.


  7. My daughter would have tossed the cold cream even if it meant getting a Momma loan to replace it.


    (I found my way via Susan and the 7×7.)


  8. That’s funny. I would have dropped that jar right in the trash and maybe bought a different kind of cream, although I’m sure it didn’t happen in the factory. I would rather see a dead spider in my face cream than a live one anywhere at all, though! Angie


    • You’re right about the factory being responsible but then I can’t figure out how it happened at home because I generally scoup and close the jar. Whatever, I got a post out of it. Dead spidies are better than crawling ones anyday!


  9. I’ve nominated you for the Sunshine Award! 🙂 Details at
    🙂 Kana


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