Big Foot

After an obscene date with insomnia last night, I got up early this morning thinking I *just might* fall over onto one of my grandpa’s tractor rakes and die a massively bloody death. From exhaustion, of course.

But I didn’t, so my children still have a mom, my husband still has a poor excuse of a housekeeper, and the internet world still has one more smartass. Oh, and so far, none of the cows have bitten off any of my digits.

Instead, I took a blissful, couple-hour nap in the late morning while my offspring ate dirt from the sandbox under the careful eyes of their grandparents. It was wonderful.

Except (and surely, you saw an “except” coming)… I woke up to this rumbling noise that could only be explained by some massive giant’s lazy stride meandering toward the ranch. Well, that’s what my dream decided, anyway, as I awoke in a state of “shit, grab a pitchfork!”.

Did you know some sort of Bigfoot stalks rural southeast Oklahoma? Yeah, me neither.

But it’s just gotta be the only logical explanation.

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One Response to “Big Foot”

  1. Mica Says:
    June 17th, 2009 at 12:18 pm

    My guess is that you’ve forgotten what thunder sounds like :) or maybe farm equipment…we don’t get much of either in Tucson