So, I'm sitting on the benches in front of the dining hall, and I feel a pinch on my leg. I figure that I have just gotten a splinter, but then I realize that my leg is nowhere near the bench. So I lift up my pantleg, and find a new little buddy burrowing into my leg. Yep, another tick. I named him Thomas St. Claire.
A week or so ago, I bet Nicole $5 that I would not get a tick this summer. Now, Pat Wilson and I are in the race to see who can get the most ticks this summer. I think I will go roll in some mulch.
2 comments:
It's sara d, pretty sure i'm jealous of the awesome time you are having. write me long time.
love and miss your sunshime smile
that was supposed to be SUNSHINE,
i'm a horrible proofreader
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