Monday, April 30, 2007
camping complaint
It's not the Friday night and Saturday that my husband spends in the woods. It is the responsibility that then falls to me to make sure that I have found all these not so cute little guys that have decided to use him as a host and then dislodge them with my tweezers lest he get Lyme disease or one of the other equally horrific sounding diseases that TICKS carry. Ughhnhhhh!
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3 comments:
GROSS! Better you than me... :)
Yuck! Jen has me all freaked out about ticks as well!
k, that's just disgusting. He is SUPPOSED to self-check before he goes to bed and again when he wakes up while he is at camp! I don't know what they are teaching in boy scouts, but I learned that at girl's camp!
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