The hideousness of that foot will haunt my dreams forever.
“The hideousness of that foot will haunt my dreams forever.” ~John Turturro as Emilio Lopez in Mr. Deeds (2002)
That is the line Marc gave me upon looking at my foot, one week after being viciously ravaged by fire ants. Rest in peace, little buddies. You got me pretty good, and trust me, your suffering was much shorter lived.
And closer up:
A scene near my car seemed intriguing, so I (accidentally) stepped through a Den of Human Devastation and Fire Ant Fury… all to take this picture:
A week later, I can say the picture was so not worth it. I could have checked that intrigue at the door because I think I’m the only one finding this lonely jug of Simply Green thought-provoking.
I hope my gross foot doesn’t haunt your dreams forever too, though I have no doubts that the fierocity of itching and pain will haunt me… for at least a few more nights.
Painfully yours, Ashley Sue
Ever since we got guinea hens on the farm, fire ants are a form of entertainment. Knock off the top of a big ant hill and they’ll swarm in for a quick bite. Just collected some biddies this afternoon to save them from dogs and a big ole Cooper’s hawk. Want any?
ugh… they are so mean! I know that I’m the giant beast that stepped through their village, but wowsa, little did I know a week later I would be seriously smarting from their venom. Wowsa!! No more fire ants for me… but I’ll take some guinea hens!
they eat ticks, too, right?
Wow! That’s terrible! I hope you feel better soon!
Hehahe Thank you Allie! You are way cute.
Actually, finally today, I can walk without limping. It itches like crazy at times, but it’s getting better.
They are vicious little things aren’t they? They are related to the wasp! I was stung a lot when I was gardening. Hope you’re all better now…