Sunnykins and I wanted to go paddling yesterday, but we found a web full of what I would think is the spider equivalent to fat, juicy, steaks attached to the canoe.
I really appreciate the very curl-forward concept of having your dinner come to you like that. All you have to do is hang out, maybe sip on a cocktail, while dinner magically appears around you. Oh right, I have that already.
Does this mean my spirit animal is a spider?