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I have a love/hate relationship with Spring.

Mostly Spring and I get along well. But sometimes we fight, and then Spring has to call cops on me, and get a restraining order. But then the next week, Spring and I make up and we're all lovey-dovey again. Our friends don't know what to think!

Spring brings flowers, hummingbirds, baseball games, and men chasing women in short shorts.

What else does it bring?



Effing bugs.

Two of my least favourite are in that picture. The large one is a cockroach (in case you haven't seen one). The other one is an earwig. It's fitting that these two nasty creatures kicked the bucket side by side. I'd love to say that I'm creepy enough to have posed them that way, but I didn't :)

Yesterday afternoon, I watched that cockroach writhe around on its back for a long time, trying to turn over. It finally got itself back on its feet. Then what does it do? It climbs up the screen, and promptly flips itself over on its back again. I figured a creature that stupid deserved to go through the process of natural selection.


Actually, I shouldn't say that. I just remembered the time that I was walking up an incline in my parking garage at the University of Alberta. I was carrying an extremely heavy backpack full of textbooks. I lost my balance (which happens a lot, I'm a spaz), and I fell on my back like an upside down turtle. I had to rock back and forth a few times to get back up again. I wonder if University Security used camera footage of that at their Christmas party? LOL

I have a bigger problem with the earwigs. It's very hard to get rid of them. They stay deep in the ground, so that poison can't get to them. They come up out of the drains, cracks in the door...I always see them crawling across the kitchen and bathroom floors.

BLEAH! I'm gettin' the Willies just thinking about it.



On top of everything, we haven't had the Bug Guy come in a really long time. We used to have one come in and spray the inside and the outside perimeter of the house every month, to make sure we didn't have any problems. I never had heard of this living in the North, but down here in the Southern US, it's definitely needed.

Only problem is that my husband is now boycotting them. Mr. A is a bigger musicphile than I am. Way bigger. Like Godzilla big.


The owner of the company we used came by to do our spraying one time. Many of his workers had quit at once, and there wasn't anyone else that could come and do it. Should have been a red flag, huh?

Mr. A has a picture of Jimmy Page from Led Zeppelin hanging over our couch. He points it out to every new person that happens to walk into the living room. We have to take all our pictures in front of it, so that Jimmy feels like part of the family. Christmas pictures? Jimmy's in them.


Pictures of Mr. A's stepson & grandson? In front of Jimmy.

Those two pictures are from different Christmases, by the way. Think it's a coincedence that the tree is next to Jimmy? We'll never know....


Anyway, Mr. A was having a conversation about Led Zeppelin with the Bug Guy Owner, whose name is also Jimmy. Jimmy Bug Guy expressed enthusiasm for Mr. A's bootlegs. Mr. A lent him said bootlegs. Haven't seen Jimmy Bug Guy since.

Mr. A's called and harassed them to get his CDs back. No dice. Hence, The Boycott.

I agree with the boycott, because I think that guy did him wrong. People like that are the reason why I never lend anything of mine out. However, Mr. A still hasn't found us a replacement exterminator.

And now we're set to be the new Roach Motel in town.


On my walk through the yard today, I did find some nicer bugs :)


My rosemary shrub was full of ladybugs. And the anole lizards were also out in the remnants of my toad lilies. Can you spot him? :)