I give up. I try to live my life as close to chemically-free as possible, but bugs are my limit. I’ll live with a baby lizard, but ants, you win. I’d rather drop the bomb than watch another ant walk across my egg yolk. I tell you that disgusting truth because I’m confident in my cleanliness. My counters are clean, but still I couldn’t crack an egg on the edge. That was it; we sprayed inside and out, threw three bombs in the attic and got the hell outta here. We headed up to my sister’s for the night to pretend we were on vacation while they’re on their real vacation. We were greeted with a message from Ella…
Ella, don’t worry; we came prepared with a fresh bone…
…and had a great time swimming, grilling, walking, and lounging…thanks!
There was some birdwatching too. But just as I was thinking what a nice post the birds would make, I realized what they were – vultures! Eeeeew, they’re so creepy, and they were there eating dead fish out of the pond. Probably the result of too much fertilizer, sometimes you just can’t escape the chemicals.
