I got my first tick. If I do a statistic page, I could add that to....first cache...first TB...first FTF...100 caches's and 1st Tick!
Who knows where I actually picked this little guy up...somewhere between cache 1 and cache # 10 for the day.
I decided to name him....dead tick...dead, dead tick!
It all started as I was waiting in the car while Peanut ran in for snacks ( she is a good snack person) the whole sweet/ salty/chocolate thing going on. Anyways...I look down on my jeans and there is a bug....a small black bug...right on the thigh of my jeans! So, I do the obvious...I squish him...but he doesn't squish! I am thinking...is this a tick?
Sitting next to me, in the door thingy...is a bottle of nail polish remover...I grab it and sprinkle some on my jeans...okay...I pour some on the jeans...then I take the cap and
hold down "the bug". With my free hand I spray the remaining contents of my "deep woods off" over my entire body.
Peanut returns to the car...she is over come by fumes as she opens the door. "Don't panic", I tell her...but this may be a tick! I lift the cap....yep she says...."it is a dead tick" And then she proceeds to explain, the dot on the belly, the deer tick explanation...the whole burying the head in your skin...the sucking the blood..the Lyme disease....
OMG! I am "feeling" ticks all over me for the rest of the day. The 20 minute shower was not hot enough when I got home!
So far....no sightings!
Anyways ...a landmark... my first tick...a very dead, dead tick!
WARNING.... Don't mess with me...I am armed with nail polish remover!
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
And so it all begins...
Previously....on The Blog. Peanut goes geocaching for the first time, and becomes instantly addicted. Turns out she is pregnant with triplets. Summer ends, triplets come....Aunt Yoda buys them geocaching t-shirts. Peanut returns to work. The holidays role around, all 3 boys are finally home, Peanut and I occasionally get a chance to say "hi" at work. The New Year roles around and Peanut switches to the day shift. The car pool begins...
On a typical drive home from work...after a typical weekend shift....Peanut and I are doing the usual chit-chat. I am driving and not paying too much attention. I swear, I thought the car knew the way home. Suddenly I realize that I have made a wrong turn. So, it looks like I will be "snaking along" the back roads, just a few ( lots of few) blocks out of my way. Peanut knows this area. She starts telling of her grandma stories ... she is pointing out a small area of trees, part of a walking course ... and peanut says..." This would be a great place for a cache"
And so it all begins....
Fast forward to the next am....( make that 4:15 am, to be exact) and I am picking Peanut up, for yet another "day". On the ride in, she is downloading the Geocaching site to her Blackberry. Yep, the whole wrong turn has stirred her geocaching addiction! The download is complete just as we enter the Kankakee area ... and she is all excited ... there is a cache, just a few blocks away... in fact it is in the same area that I was driving through yesterday... in fact it is on the walking trail! Yes...yes...yes... Calm down, I tell her, we will stop and "pick it up " after work.
And so it all begins....
Like a kid with a new puppy, she could hardly contain her excitement all day...we were going geocaching! I am trying to hide my excitement ( ha, ha) By the time we leave work I am versed on the childhood stories...the parks, the walking trails, the huge white tree....and on and on. I am just so happy she knows the area, seeing I am "tom-tom less" ( I didn't even know we were going geocaching after work!)
We get to the scene of the squirrel cache and she is out of the car, before ( I swear) I have it in park. There are no words for her enthusiasm ... after making an easy grab ... I check my phone for any nearby caches, and sure enough....THE white tree! Really, if you have done the cache, you know it is not really in the tree, but the hint and the story tell of THE tree. I really, truly have not seen anyone as excited about getting a cache... and this was probably what I was remarking on ... when I opened the cache. OMG... there was a "rubber rodent" of some type on the top...I jumped back so fast, I nearly dropped the dumb thing....this , of course, made the ripple effect...Peanut jumps, and then says..." oh, don't scare me like that!" Yea right...like I knew it was in there! So, like typical 8 year old children...we poke it...and take a picture!
And so it all begins....
We recover quickly and are heading home in record time...2 caches under our belt...I am smiling and Peanut is playing on the Blackberry...oh wait she says...There is a Travel Bug nearby....I want a travel bug...I have NEVER had a travel bug....
And so it all begins....
On a typical drive home from work...after a typical weekend shift....Peanut and I are doing the usual chit-chat. I am driving and not paying too much attention. I swear, I thought the car knew the way home. Suddenly I realize that I have made a wrong turn. So, it looks like I will be "snaking along" the back roads, just a few ( lots of few) blocks out of my way. Peanut knows this area. She starts telling of her grandma stories ... she is pointing out a small area of trees, part of a walking course ... and peanut says..." This would be a great place for a cache"
And so it all begins....
Fast forward to the next am....( make that 4:15 am, to be exact) and I am picking Peanut up, for yet another "day". On the ride in, she is downloading the Geocaching site to her Blackberry. Yep, the whole wrong turn has stirred her geocaching addiction! The download is complete just as we enter the Kankakee area ... and she is all excited ... there is a cache, just a few blocks away... in fact it is in the same area that I was driving through yesterday... in fact it is on the walking trail! Yes...yes...yes... Calm down, I tell her, we will stop and "pick it up " after work.
And so it all begins....
Like a kid with a new puppy, she could hardly contain her excitement all day...we were going geocaching! I am trying to hide my excitement ( ha, ha) By the time we leave work I am versed on the childhood stories...the parks, the walking trails, the huge white tree....and on and on. I am just so happy she knows the area, seeing I am "tom-tom less" ( I didn't even know we were going geocaching after work!)
We get to the scene of the squirrel cache and she is out of the car, before ( I swear) I have it in park. There are no words for her enthusiasm ... after making an easy grab ... I check my phone for any nearby caches, and sure enough....THE white tree! Really, if you have done the cache, you know it is not really in the tree, but the hint and the story tell of THE tree. I really, truly have not seen anyone as excited about getting a cache... and this was probably what I was remarking on ... when I opened the cache. OMG... there was a "rubber rodent" of some type on the top...I jumped back so fast, I nearly dropped the dumb thing....this , of course, made the ripple effect...Peanut jumps, and then says..." oh, don't scare me like that!" Yea right...like I knew it was in there! So, like typical 8 year old children...we poke it...and take a picture!
And so it all begins....
We recover quickly and are heading home in record time...2 caches under our belt...I am smiling and Peanut is playing on the Blackberry...oh wait she says...There is a Travel Bug nearby....I want a travel bug...I have NEVER had a travel bug....
And so it all begins....
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