As a child everything was fair game:
Gutting fish I’d caught with my dad, baiting hooks with worms, or catching and hooking large grasshoppers when worms weren’t available. Myth-sized spider? Step on it and keep moving. Wouldn’t even flinch.
Sometime along the journey, however, I traded in my tomboy toughness for a generous helping of girlie-girl jitters. Now critters make me jumpy. So when I discovered yesterday that my mint plant had been destroyed overnight by a horde of caterpillars, instead of:
I was all like:
Removing the greedy little beasts was a job for braver souls: my kids.
I blame it on the estrogen.
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Tanara McCauley 
14 responses to “Critters & Estrogen”
i’m right with you critters NO!!! 🙂
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🙂
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I so agree! I will NOT squish a tomato worm!
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That’s the downside to growing your own stuff…creepy little freeloaders :-).
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Lol. I can definately relate
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Then it has to be the estrogen, ha ha! I remember you being just as fearless back in the day. Now look at us, lol.
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Haha, totally get it!
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My husband finds it amusing too. I’m sure if I had to I’d woman up, lol. But for now I delegate critter jobs :-).
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Ha! Hilarious! Big Baby probably ate a few when you weren’t looking!
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That’s gross, Carissa. Even for you 🙂
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I had one green caterpillar on my precious little mint plant and I was ridiculously proud of myself when I managed to pick it off with my bare fingers and squish it on the ground. With very little remorse–maybe a teeny bit.
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Squished it?!? You get an “I’m not worthy” bow for that one! 🙂
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Thank you kindly.
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🙂
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