Black Widow, Honey.

voltee ♦ November 29, 2010 ♦ 7 Comments

Item: Teeshirt Color/Fabric: Black, cotton Designer: Express Years Owned: 8
First of all, I am handing out huge heaps of congratulations to myself for successfully surviving the Thanksgiving weekend shopping extravaganza with my vow still intact! I did not buy a thing, although I was tempted on every level, from ads, the internet, television, excited friends talking about their finds, dreams, hallucinations, pushers, and email. But I am stronger than all of that. I have almost made it through an entire month! I am a warrior!!
Now here is a tee that has not seen the light of day for ages! For a while there, this was my go-to teeshirt. I thought it was cool and a little edgy- there are frogs and butterflies and stars in there. Plus, the crazy-eyed psycho chick. Who is this woman, you might ask, as did I. She is Sarula! And who is Sarula? Black widow, honey. It’s all there on the tee for all to read. Well, the comma is mine. I happen to prefer “Black Widow, honey” to “Black Widow Honey.”
It’s all rather silly now that I’m writing about it. Was I implying that I was the Back Widow? Or that I somehow admired this Sarula person?
Because we all know that I am one bad, man-eating psychopath.
Really I just liked the shirt.
Here I am wearing it:
See how scary I am? Do I strike fear into your heart?
I am wearing this tee on the day that we sold our first house.
Otherwise known as “The Double-wide.”
“It wasn’t a double-wide!” Nate protests. “It was a high quality, pre-manufactured home!”
Potato, pototo.
I tease that house because I love it so. We had a beautiful yard, and you can partially see the gorgeous, ancient oak tree in front. The side of the house was lined with too many lilac bushes to count, and the back yard bordered a large, sloping wilderness. Once a turkey almost flew through my window. And we had lots of open space, perfect for many a bonfire. I loved it there.
There are many memories of the house itself; painting the entire thing, the In-Between-The-Holidays Feasts, the birth of my karaoke obsession, my very first giant bathtub, mice, the burst pipe…ah, good times! And most of them during the short six months I actually lived in the same state as my amazing sister. We had the best times there with her and her husband Terry, and all our MSU pals.
It was hard to leave. And really, really scary.
I remember feeling such relief at the thought of starting over, and such overwhelming terror at the thought of starting over.
Everything happened so fast, though, that I didn’t really have much time to feel so conflicted. By some unbelievable stroke of random luck, our house sold quickly, and for a higher price than we’d hoped.
I had no choice but to jump in with both feet.
Sometimes I still look back and wonder what in the world I’m doing here, and how I got here in the first place.
Terry told me a little while ago that he drove past this little Clark Road house, and that all the plants we had planted were big and gorgeous. I want to see it myself. I can’t even remember the last time I visited Michigan, but I know for sure that I will be there this summer.
There are so many things to look forward to!
And what about this silly shirt? Am I tough enough to pull it off? Or am I too old for such nonsense?

**This was, for a while, in the toss pile. But since, it has been the one item that has had the most Google searches. I feel I must keep it until the mystery is solved.