Have you ever, as you are going about your day, overheard something so ridiculous, so strangely hilarious, that you can't stop saying it over and over for days afterward? That happened to me recently, and hopefully after I write it down here, I can stop thinking about it, because it's really been weighing on me.
There is a gopher inhabiting the ground under our lawn. You can tell you have a gopher, as most of you may know, because one day you look outside and see a small, fresh mound of dirt on your grass. When I was a young, husky lass of 10 or 11, my brother and I used to trap the gophers that would pop up on our parents' five acres, and the local county government would pay us. Nothing like a good redneck moneymaking scheme to put hair on your chest.
But, I digress. I found myself obligated to go to the local farm store to pick up a gopher trap. While I was there, I thought I'd browse through the garden clogs, and I inadvertently wandered past two countrified ladies who were looking at some handbags made from repurposed cowboy boots. They gushed back and forth: I like this one; look at that one. That is when I heard the phrase that would change my life.
"I like the one with the steer head on it."
And there it is. Enjoy.
4 comments:
Did it help? Getting it out of your head, I mean? LOVE the new blog-you. Didn't know you'd actually started on your book - soooo exciting! Hope you're having a great weekend.
And this is why I miss you. Also, there would be no reason to miss the good ol' crappy days of high school had you not been there Friend. We would have kept that quote around for a very long time.
TOTALLY didn't work. Kind of made it worse, actually. Ah well, we'll give it some more time, I suppose.
You forgot to put in your post that in order to get the money for the gophers, you had to chop off their tails and take them to the extension office. Gotta love living in the sticks!
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