I was minding my own business, innocently reading scriptures out loud to my children, sitting on the tile floor in my pajamas and bare feet.
I became vaguely aware of something tickling under my toes. I ignored the sensation until I reached the end of the verse, then cast a quick glance at my feet.
This is what I saw hiding under my toes:
Yikes! Seldom have I moved so fast!
I flew out of my seat and yelled for my knight to rescue me from this terrible (albeit a mere three-inch) demon.
Somehow it was my lucky day and I wasn't stung, even though it had been crawling under my naked toes.
This *delightful* incident happened 15 minutes ago and I still have goosebumps and heebie-jeebies. Guess what I'll be dreaming of tonight?
This:
3 comments:
Oh my word Renae! I can't even imagine! Spiders are bad enough for us up here! I'm glad that your knight was there to rescue you - aren't husbands so wonderful? We love you all!
We lived in your old ward and everyone loved you guys so much that they always told us about you. Apparently we would have a lot in common. We recently moved to a farm too and I have already been stung by a scorpion! After lots of smashing, icing, and some mild cursing, that toe was numb for more than 24 hours!
It looks like we even have the same breed of rabbits and my husband is named Nathan too! WOW
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