Other women are getting flowers, but your husband brings home this:

Yes, it IS a black widow. (I haven't figured out how to take a pictures of  small things without making them blurry.) This spider has been sitting on top of our piano in a pickle jar for two weeks without food, water, or air.

Tonight we found some garden spiders had built a web over the back door, so we fed them to her. Wow! She was fast! We thought they might put up a fight, but she didn't give them a chance. Now they are all loosely wrapped and hanging in a group from her "web."  I really hate to call it a web, because it is so messy. But I suppose that's what she thinks it is.  

When my husband came home, he wasn't very happy we had fed it. Apparently he wanted this thing to die. I figure if she could live for two weeks without air, we might as well feed her. He says he's going to smash her tomorrow, for the sake of safety. Now where's the fun in that?  

I wonder what he'll bring home next?