Don’t ya just love the “family gene” thing? I’m not talking about hair or eye color or height or even blood type. I’m talking about what wigs us out.
When it comes to the creepy crawlies, nothing wigs me out more than a snake. I’ve blogged on this subject before people, this is serious stuff. (Visit my archives to read The Rattlesnake for another funny story).
I can handle spiders, geckos, worms, cute little bunnies and puppies. The last two I threw in there just to make sure you haven’t left the conversation, like Cowboy occasionally does. I still don’t understand why he does that. I find myself to be a rather interesting person, don’t you?
Speaking of Cowboy, I was having a conversation with him the other day and he had mentioned that I remind him of my mama. He said I’m afraid of things just like she is.
COWBOY: (Speaking to me as if he’s my father) Tammy, you have got to get over being afraid to stay here by yourself.
ME: (Answering him like I am his child) (Which really annoys him) Okay DAD I’ll get right on that. Just as soon as we get a neighbor out here in podunk country.
COWBOY: You realize that you’re safer out here than you are in town.
ME: You keep telling me that but somehow my little brain is not processing that rationale. How about this… I’ll stay here by myself just as soon as my mama stays at her house by herself.
COWBOY: I love my mother-in-law but she has made you the biggest chicken in nine counties.
ME: I know, I get it from her. And I’m not the biggest chicken…she is.
COWBOY: Well, you’re a close second. You two are even afraid of the same things.
ME: (Feeling the need to repeat myself) I know, I get if from her.
Fast forward to a couple of days ago…
I’m laying in bed and my phone rings at 9:45 p.m.
ME: (It’s my mama) Is everything ok?
MY MAMA: No, it’s not! I was sitting in my recliner and a snake slithered by me!
I nearly choked on my own spit and then I started to laugh because there is no way this is happening. And if it is, she has just dialed the wrong child. As much as I love my mama (and you too dad) I am not the child that can rescue her from her current situation.
Do you remember those Garfield cats that had suction cups on its paws? Picture my mom suctioned to the ceiling because that is exactly where I would be if I found a snake in my house.
ME: What? Did you say a snake is in your house?
MY MAMA: Yes Tammy, a snake! A really big snake!
ME: (Still laughing because there is no way I’d still be in that house) Where are you now?
MY MAMA: I’ve packed a suitcase and I’m waiting outside for your brother.
Yep, I get it from her.
βtil next Sunday yβall- ππΈ, π£πͺπΆπΆπ β₯
