I went to church with my brother's family and my parents last night. It was so lovely I actually got teary eyed.
Guess what was also lovely - a LADYBUG ATTACKING ME! From 6:30 to 7 several families and members of the congregation performed for our listening pleasure. Just as the music was draw(er)ing to a close I noticed a teeny black speck, swirling in the general direction of my head. And then smack! It landed on my head!
Now, the normal lass wouldn't be so affected by a ladybug landing on their head, however this one:
A) Was yellow,
B) giant,
C) my hair was pulled back making it stick to the hair that much easier,
and D) of the biting variety.
Additionally, consider that it was:
E) of the variety that stinks when you kill it, and
F) I was in church, making it morally illegal to even *think* about stomping on its tentacle ridden, spotted asian body.
I spared its life, telling myself that an angel was actually in the form of a ladybug kissing my head. Aaahhhhhhhh. That's probably why after the candlelight vigil at the end of the service, ANOTHER ladybug decided to become my own personal pet, setting up camp on my candle. Aaaahh, again, how sweet. I decided there was probably a deeper meaning to all this - so according to a website posted on geocities, the ladybug is *actually* a symbol of being visited by the Goddess of Love. Now there's a thought :).
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Mags- you KNOW that lady bugs mean good things to women. Remember "Under the Tuscan Sun?" They are our catalysts to new experiences, love, and adventure. This wasn't symbolism, it was a sign.
Touched by an angel in church, awake covered in ladybugs.