Country — January 17, 2018

64 COUNTRY-MAGAZINE.COM FEBRUARY/MARCH 2018

ILLUSTRATION: STEVE BJÖRKMAN

Lavada’s Web

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ou could say my sister Lavada is a farmer’s
wife who lives in her SUV.
Whenever Italk to her, she’s in her
car, either picking up her grandkids from
school or running to the store to buy parts
for the farming equipment. At noon you will find her
delivering lunch to her husband, Les,out in the field.
This is where she probably picked up the little black
and orange hitchhiker.
Lavada is always in a hurry. A couple of weeks ago
she had to run to town to get a part for the combine.
Les told her that he absolutely needed the part to
harvest the grain. So when she opened the door to her
vehicle and noticed a large spider web right under the
driver’s dash, she ignored it, got a broom and swept
the spider web away. The part was more important
than her fear of spiders.
Later she told me she was a little nervous on the
drive into town knowing there was a spider loose in
her car. She prayed it wouldn’t suddenly appear on
her head while she was driving. She tended to her
business and hurried back to the field to deliver the
part for the combine.

HUMOR

My sister’s fast-paced life caused her to

miss an important detail.

The next day she had a meeting with her book club,

but first she had to go to the bank. Running to her

SUV, she threw open the door and saw a smartly

placed spider web below her steering wheel. Again,

she brushed the web away. Out of the corner of her

eye she thought she saw a flash of black. She prayed it

wasn’t a venomous black widow spider.

Oh well. She told herself she’d take care of it at

home that evening. But the drive to the bank made

her nervous. She visualized a black widow hanging

inches away from her. What if it landed on her? She

told herself to stop thinking about it.

Lavada hustled into the bank, stood in line and

joked with other customers. When her turn came,

Lavada strolled up to the counter.

The teller looked kind of startled and said, “Lavada,

there’s a black widow spider sitting on your shoulder.”

My sister looked over at the spider and flicked it off.

The spider flew through the air. The bank was full of

customers, so you can imagine the screaming. A brave

soul found the offending creature and smashed it.

Lavada skipped the book club. She drove straight

home and bug bombed her car.

BY LAVINA LITKE Coupeville, Washington

WORDS of WISDOM If God sends a storm, He will also steer the vessel.