About a year ago (in fact, this Friday will be the one year anniversary of the event in question), I was taking my kids to a local playground and while heading down a nearby path which is quite heavily overgrown with trees, vines and so forth, we walked through an enormous spider web strung up across the way.

While picking pieces of spider web out of my daughter's hair, I felt a tickle on my arm, which upon closer inspection turned out to be an enormous spider. Well, not enormous by tarantula standards, but large compared to spiders typically seen around these parts.

At this point, a high pitched girlish scream emerged from my mouth; I shook my arm to rid myself of the spider; and heard a ping as my wedding ring (which had always been a size or two too big) bounced on the path on its way into the bushes.

Every time I walk along that path now I stop to have a look for it, but I doubt I'll ever find it.

Anyway, just thought I'd "share".