Mormon Crickets....Please don't eat me!!!

Apparently there are Mormon crickets that have taken to eating their fallen comrades....how sad is that?....Makes me so glad that I'm not a MORMON cricket....
Could you imagine if we ate our dead instead of burying them?....I mean, I LOVE movies and books about cannibals....I'm crazy for Chop Top, Leatherface, Hannibal, and who could forget those flesh loving Zombies....Who doesn't love those guys?....but would I want, or be willing, to partake of the forbidden fruit???....Hell no!....I'm not as crazy as my husband thinks I am....So.....Mormon crickets continue their trek across the West munching on their deceased friends along the way and we keep burying our dead....it's the way nature intended, I guess....just imagine how freaked out we would be to see a mormon cricket digging a hole on the side of the road with an itty bitty shovel....then we spot a cricket corpse, wrapped in a death shroud, ready to be interred into the ground....surrounded by crying cricket family members dressed in black holding itty bitty handkerchiefs and bibles....JESUS!!!...where would they get shovels THAT small!?!?....and would there be one of those crazy mourners who would collapse over the body and scream..."WHY JIMINY?!?!?!...OH CRICKET GOD!!!.....WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE JIMINY?!?!?!"....Yeah, that would be freaky....




On a side note...

I finished my purple wrap....

It's super soft and cozy....just the ticket to keep me warm and comfy in Utah....

Where I'll be keeping my eyes out for those Mormons.....crickets that is....