TMI Friday is back!
Can I just say right now how much I hate bugs, in general.
Oh, butterflies are nice.
I dig the occasional ladybug.
Moths aren't TOO bad.
Roly Poly's are sweet.
And ant lions (aka doodlebugs) are fun to play with.
Everything else can go, as far as I'm concerned.
Especially roaches and ants.
Especially ESPECIALLY ants.
I. Hate. Ants.
Guess which of the above I am currently waging war against?
No, dummies, not ladybugs.
Little tiny black sugar ants.
My husband calls them something else that I'm not allowed to say here
(shame on you, Dear Husband for using such language!)
These little suckers are EVERYWHERE from the kitchen to my kids' room!
In the kitchen they're all over the counters and I've even found them in the cabinets.
In the dining room they're all over the table and the computer desk.
In the living room they're all in the couch.
In my kids rooms they're on the floor and in their beds!
Luckily they're just the little black sugar ants and not fire ants.
For the past week, I have cleaned, scrubbed, vacuumed, wiped, washed . . .
Yesterday, I think my kids think I lost it.
"Gotta KILL the little suckers . . .
Gonna . . .
Squish 'em SQUISH 'EM SQUISH 'EM . . .
NO! Not YOUR house MY house . . . out . . . OUT!!"
BAM BAM BAM
(on the counter trying to squish them with bleach wipes)
I found it.
I found some boric acid and filled the hole with it, giggling maniacally.
My kids still think I'm nuts.
But today, we have fewer ants.
So I think that this morning I'll mix a good concoction of sugar and boric acid and see how they like THAT little feast.
Beware evil little ants.
Your days are numbered . . .