Oh wait, what are these little black things?
Ants...Ants...Ants.For the love of sweet Jesus. What else can possibly go wrong?
Maybe I should not ask.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Hubby Gone...Day Two...Pesticides, Insecticides, and Weeping
I made it through a broken car, a sick child, overflowing toilets, late night plumbers....and then today I came home to these.
Oh wait, what are these little black things?
Ants...Ants...Ants.
For the love of sweet Jesus. What else can possibly go wrong?
Maybe I should not ask.
Oh wait, what are these little black things? Ants...Ants...Ants.For the love of sweet Jesus. What else can possibly go wrong?
Maybe I should not ask.
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2 comments:
Must be the plumber got them aggravated so they came into your sweet smelling house to find comfort.. at least know someone found it yesterday...until the RAID came out of course :)
If Moses were still alive, I'm sure he'd come over and commiserate with you!
Maybe you could recycle the ants into
an ant farm for the twerps! (just kidding)
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