Thanks! Banana bread is on. I'm so not leaving the house today. It's become a thing.
Slacker! 
I left the house.  Sure, it was only to go to the store to get junk food (and Pam spray) (that was for Kat), but still, I did leave.
So not going out again though. 
	
 
		
		
Ebert's gotten noticably older looking and sounding, but I'm not sure when it happened.
I can't see it very well, and I'm not anxious to get up close and personal with Mr. Creepy Bug. I hope the sounds I hear are death throes.
I vote that the sounds are instead Mr. CB packing up and moving to beej's  friend's house.  But I guess dead will do.
	
 
		
		
I had to get up on the step ladder and look at Mr. Creepy Bug. He's still creepy but I felt slightly sorry for him.
Mr. Creepy Bug has gotten himself caught in part of the blinds and he can't get out. I sprayed him down again, this is really a mercy killing. But he won't die. Tenacious bug. 
Roach and Ant killer DOES kill other bugs...right?
	
 
		
		
Now I feel bad. I'm part of the culture of violence that killed Mr. Creepy Bug.
Oh well. Sometime's a bug's just gotta die....
	
 
		
		
I am home!  Arkansas was awesome.  We didn't do much, but my in-laws' house is lovely.  It has a large screened in back porch that looks over the woods and into a valley.  With the exception of one night out in downtown Hot Springs, we pretty much stayed up in the village and I read and knitted Oz a sweater.  Oh, and we introduced Mr. H's parents to Firefly and Wonderfalls.
Now, I need to tackle my inbox.
	
 
		
		
Ants all over my kitchen!  Argh!
Okay, yeah, stupid me for not dumping my compost bucket before I went away for 3 days.
But arhg!
t stomps
	
 
		
		
'suela, your tag is my favorite quote ever.
	
 
		
		
I wish I had an unexplainable dragon to fry these ants.
	
 
		
		
I could give you my cats. They're very good ant catchers.