LOLOLOL!! I’m not kidding! This story represents the lil buggery things that eat away at us. Sometimes we just have to scream, get away from the situation at hand, or go and play with girlfriends. On occasion a small glass of wine and cheese, or chocolate will do, as well.

For those who know me well, you realize the following:

*I live on a farm.

* The house was built in 1890. Over 45 years, it has had a beautiful restoration.

However, it’s a farm. Mice find their way in, as the weather turns cold. Every year in the fall, I find a few presents that they leave behind. They sort of mark their territory.

Yesterday, they made a huge visit to the downstairs bathroom. I cleaned it up, my hubby set traps, and I thought my problem was solved. NOT!!!!

I’m a strong woman, but not when it comes to creepy crawlies. They scare the living daylights out of me.

This morning, as I went into the laundry room, I heard a noise. Mickey was somewhere near. I glanced into the clean laundry tub. I screamed! OMG!! Tom come here! NOW! Mickey is rolling in my bra and underwear!!”

Oh my hubby gets perturbed at my girly side. TOOOO Bad! He scooped the mouse in my underwear, and took it squirming outside.

In a few minutes he was back, and abruptly threw my bit of femininity in the washer. The look I got was not pretty.

We returned to the front room to finish our morning coffee before we began our busy day.

I swear to you, it wasn’t ten minutes before Mickey struck again.

Five weeks ago, I claimed two chocolate lab puppies,,,Petie and Sadie. AS babies do, they are into everything. Trust me, I could do an add for the Swiffer and Bounty Towel Companies. They have toys all over the kitchen floors. They love to steal Mommy’s Sockies from the laundry room.

I saw them tugging on something. From the front room, I thought it was my sock! As I approached Petie, I said in my Mommy voice, ”Come here, Baby. What do you have for Mommy? Are you playing with Mommy’s sickies again?”

You guessed it. Petie brought Mommy his present. Mickey was deceased and limp, hanging from his mouth! It took me a split second to react.

Expletives came from my hubby’s mouth as I screamed like a banshee! What can I say?

No creepy crawlies for this girl!

Needless to say, my hubby was not happy with me.

I left for work, talking to myself, mumbling and grumbling. “Lord, I hate being the only woman in a household of men. Help me! Please!”

Sometimes He answers quicker than you think.

My friend, Diane had texted me the following: “Thought you could use a funny this morning. I’m off to a good start. I don’t have a stopper in my bathroom sink. My toothbrush dropped straight down the hole. Dummy Me!”

SOOOO …I’m not the only one. You’ve got to laugh, and change the climate of your day.

SuZQ… THE FEARLESS FARMWIFE!