Awesome Story

I have a wonderful story for you. Hopefully you will laugh and enjoy it.
It's about the start of my day.

My love had the awesome idea of going on a kayak ride at our friend's home who just so happens to live on a lake. Convenient? I think so. We get there, it's a beautiful day outside, I do hope you are enjoying it. Pull out the kayaks and head on down the lake. We go down one of the parts branching off the big center and cruise along. Fun, fun, fun. I made the mistake of saying, "This is a great way to start the day." I probably angered someone and they were like "Oooooh, reaaalllly???" That saying will come back in bite me in the ass later on in the story...
So, we find this bridge, my love says "Let's see where it goes" we make our way under the bridge, tight squeeze, cars driving over head, and get to a small narrow creek. HE, decides to keep going... HE, laughs at me every time my paddle gets stuck on the low hanging trees. Boyfriends aren't so awesome when they are laughing at you getting frustrated... nor are they so awesome when you are screaming about the giant spider that has made it's way into your kayak and are deathly afraid of them, and you just want your "big strong man" to come save you from the "small spider the size of my palm". You can see where this is going.
So yes, the creek gets to narrow, time to turn around... but wait... how do we turn around? Can't, must go backwards(BACKWARDS???????? Are you effin' serious?) So we start to go backwards. I stupidly look down in my kayak to see the Godzilla of all spiders sitting in my kayak like he now owns it. Umm... someone feel sympathy for me here because my love certainly did not. (Nor did my mother when I told her the story, she just laughed...) So that big mean ugly spider must have heard me scream(I am sure people in the next town over heard me scream, so if that small spider didn't it, he must be deaf) My instant reaction is, must get away from spider immediately or will die; either of heartattack or fear, whatever claims my life first... So love comes over and tells me I need to calm down. CALM DOWN???? YOU calm down... YOU don't have a spider trying to take over your kayak and eat you! So he grabs a spider off the back of my kayak and says coast is clear. Ok... good... I made it out alive...
Someone has a sense of humor.
I look down again and there is ANOTHER one hanging out. Of course they come in pairs, how silly of me to think otherwise? I scream, and this one runs away. Good, stay as far away as possible and we will both make it out alive. Apparently this is one brave spider, and he comes strolling back up to me. This time, I begin to cry. I jump up onto my kayak(I really have no idea how the thing stayed balanced with me jumping on it) and my love comes back over and tries to get this one. Problem! It comes toward my leg and begins to try and climb up it, the little bastard is trying to escape! So the only option I had left was to abort mission.
Out of the kayak I jumped, right into creek sludge. Screaming, crying, and trying to save my flip flops...(R.I.P. flip flops, I will miss you...)
Spider gone.
Kat wet.
Sitll stuck in narrow creek.
Lets get the hell out of here.
Backwards we went. Under the bridge, back to the dock, and home... wet....tired...shaking...and mad.
I hope this story has made your day. I have successfully finished a big bowl of veggies while writing this. I hate spiders. I will never be going down that small creek again, so help me....