About four this morning, I had a dream, the details of which don't matter, but let's say the key element concerned me ending up in the woods with my son and we were both covered in ticks. That'll wake you up. I knew it was a dream, but when I awakened at four am, I had to get up and go into the bathroom, I didn't want to disturb the boss, and turn on all the lights, and check myself head to toe for ...
Ticks.
I hate them. (Have I mentioned that?)
We treat the dog, and rarely find any on her and if we do, the little hitchhikers are dead or dying. Not her fault, just a fact of country living. Tina once mowed under the trees in the Orchard and came in covered in seed ticks.
If we see someone on TV or in a Movie with a tick on them, Miss Tina and I both start to imagine we have ticks crawling on us and have to check. It's like some who watches horror films and suddenly every creak or settling in the house is a vampire trying to get in, or the slasher coming down the hall. We know better, but we are just too easily influenced.
Did I mention I hate ticks? Hope you are all doing well today, and have a good weekend planned.
I plan to work on the CASE project, but first I have to go burn the sheets.
We all have those things that make us get a shiver up our spine, care to share?
Oh, By the way, I don't care for spiders dropping on my pillow while I'm sleeping either...
Oklahoma spiders are the size of Teacups
