Another Marriage Seminar

Whew! we have survived another marriage seminar. So there we were at a small little church in a poorer area of Buenos Aires. We arrived after about an hour's drive and the pastor tells Bro. Sponsler to park in the grassy yard in front of the church, After about 10 tries at getting over the curb, and nearly getting stuck in the grass, which as it turns out was not grass at all but mud cleverly desguised as grass, he gave up and parked somewhere else. Okay, so everything was going pretty nicely so far, we even managed to creep past the lurking dogs outside the front door. Boy, we're really becoming quite adept at this kind of thing. We get in and sit down, and song service starts. Now mind you, this not your ordinary song service there is nary an instrument, save not one, not two, but THREE gee-tars (oh yes, and a couple stray tambourines). We can handle this, so far things were allright, we even had a ceiling fan. Then it happened, my mom spotted it first, then Anthony, and a while later I saw it. There not less than 8 feet away, it sat perched on the wall. We're talking this big guy belonged in the elephant section of the zoo. To partially quote Tell Sackett, "Mister if that wasn't half bear, it was half of something big." What was it you might ask, well you see there were conflicting reports. Some said it was a genuine tarantula, while others claimed it was only a field spider. This thing was beyond big. From our vantage point you could literally see its seperate body segments. Kristi, if that one spider could run you out of the bathroom, this big guy could run you out of the state. We're talking serious nightmare material here. We're standing as they sing and they sing and they sing some more, then they thrown in a couple testimonies and sing two or three more songs, and then there was offering. Meanwhile we are sitting there waiting for this beast to drop onto the heads of two of the three guitarists which were sitting almost directly below the tarantula/elephant. No way were we going to nod off in that service, yes sir, we were sitting bolt upright and paying attention like nothing you ever saw. Now before we go any farther you must understand, this church had cobwebs blanketing the ceiling and walls and had rather large gaps between the roof and the walls. According to our reasoning where there's one Texas-sized tarantula there at least two...DOZEN You can probably imagine somthing of what was going on, we were constantly glancing looking for this bad boy's friends, family and countrymen. It seemed as though our skin was crawling, no wait was that skin... There was no chance we were shutting our eyes in this service. Finally after what seemed like decades, Bro. Sponsler said something to the pastor about our visitor, to which he replied that he had seen it a while ago, but didn't want to disrupt the service. He then summoned a woman and told here something, she went to the back of the church and came back with a can of bugspray of some sort and two cups. Right about now we were seriously wanting to make a break for it, as several thoughts flashed through our heads. "What if she doesn't succesfully corral this monstrosity and it drops to the ground, its legs must be tiring, I can't believe she's going after that thing with a measley can of bugspray and two plastic cups, why that must be equivalent to trying to defend yourself from a maddened water buffalo with a plastic spoon." The woman sprayed it with the bugspray and a little later trapped it between the cup and the wall and somehow got the first cup inside the second cup trapping the tarantula/spider inside. You would think she would go ahead and kill the thing, but no, she proceeded to set it free outside the church. It continued to feel as though things were crawling on us all night. But, we survived, and lived to blog another day.
By the way those are some amazing and rather ingenious emoticons you created, Sis. Wiggins. We are wowed greatly.