Frog Queen

Many of you know I have a little fear of Frogs. It all started when I was a barefoot kid running to AM's house to play charlie's angels - no suprise I was Sabrina Duncan and I could do a mean roll and "freeze" action down the hill. Anyway, I digress..one day I ran from the house to the back yard and SPLAT - I stepped on a frog. NASTY. Since then, all the frogs have been in a conspiracy against me. By conspiracy I mean that they hop their little bodies toward me in a way that causes me panic. Word is out among these little amphibians. They know it bugs me out. Today I unwittingly offended the Frog Queen once again. I was weed whacking by the tree in front and I whacked by what I thought was a stump. Alas, it was a frog. The Friggin thing was whipped toward me. I freaked out and ran away not really caring if I merely injured the frog. Its probably legless, unable to hop. Whatever but the thing that makes me nervous is that it is probably going to be like the friggin frog plague in here this weekend. Oh I'll be ready for their revenge. Yes I will.