I am sitting on the couch eating my spaghetti dinner when I look down and notice that I have spilled some of the ground beef on my chest. I reach for it to pop it in my mouth when it starts walking across my shirt. Bob and Megan looked at me wondering what my outburst was all about and why I squealed, only did what any self respecting woman would do when confronted with a stinkbug that was almost eaten.