Chasing A Thong!

Today while out and about, I lost my thong! Well, one of my flip flops. One might ask themselves how  a person can lose their own footwear? Fair question. Fourth stop of running errands, I just happened to be at the farm store, and I was really getting hungry and tired. I needed to move some things from the back of my jeep into the front seat so I could pick up some big items. You know, like hay, chicken feed etc... While bending and reaching with my little short arms, my legs hung perilously out of the back of the jeep. My flip flop decided to fall off my right foot at the same time a huge, nasty (and obviously bigoted against small feet) wind snapped my flip flop up. Off it went!! By the time I chased it down and got back to the jeep I got a glance of myself in the side mirror. I looked like a crazy version of Medusa with my long hair standing straight up, having been tossed about by the same wind that stole my shoe. The 80 year old cowboy who was watching had tears in his eyes from laughter. And that is how you end up chasing a thong.

xoxoxoxoxo