Just a LITTLE gross

OK. I'm not one that's easily skeeved. Growing up, I was into everything that was not girly. Fishing, motorcycle racing, worms, snakes, turtles, skateboarding, snowmobiling, ice hockey, climbing trees, shooting at everything with a BB gun (even my brother) and every farm animal that ever lived. I was around hunting and all that went with it, even spend countless hours on a boat in the middle of the ocean, deep sea fishing. My gosh, I was the biggest tomboy that ever lived.

Now just a wee bit older, I'm afraid I'm still very much the same way. I don't get to do as much but have a love for all the above mention, and still, not easily skeeved. I even coached a girlfriend in childbirth, before I had kids and still I had two. I mean really, having kids you just can't be squeamish. If there is a hole, you can bet at some point there will be something leaking, spewing or running out it. Guaranteed!

BUT, over the weekend the weather was beautiful and even cool at night. We have a huge burn pit out back and Honey decided to build a fire for us to just sit around and roast marshmallows. Fun. I have a terrible habit of running around barefooted and Saturday night was no different. I ripped all the way across the field to retrieve some 'mallows and almost made it, when it happened. On one of my last steps on a rock just before the back door I stepped on what had to be the biggest slug ever. It was smashed on the ball of my foot and came squishing through my toes. Blech! They are the nastiest things. Slimy. Sticky. Gooky.

What's worse, is that I had two little ones waiting with empty sticks. So, I left it there until the end of the evening, at which time I almost needed sandpaper in the shower to get it off. Not any help at all was Honey standing behind me screaming "I have shampoo in my eyes!" Ok, do you get that "I don't care, I have slug on the bottom of my foot!" :)

Yes, even for me....that was a little gross!