Anyone remember me talking about coming out of my clothes the other day due to wasps stinging me?
Well, we just took the puppy for a walk and crossed a field to pet a horse, when I got a strange, creepy crawley feeling in my jeans.
Told hubby, I'm fixing to come out of my jeans. He said I couldn't because we were too close to the county road and the neighbor's house and they might see me. I said, well you best stand in front of me then, cuz I AM coming out of these jeans.
Dang grasshopper!
Well, we just took the puppy for a walk and crossed a field to pet a horse, when I got a strange, creepy crawley feeling in my jeans.
Told hubby, I'm fixing to come out of my jeans. He said I couldn't because we were too close to the county road and the neighbor's house and they might see me. I said, well you best stand in front of me then, cuz I AM coming out of these jeans.
Dang grasshopper!
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