Monday, May 05, 2014
We came home on Thursday night to giant black bugs in the laundry room. I'd never seen anything like this in my life.
Now, I'm not afraid of bugs. In fact, I find them interesting. I was a bug-catching little kid, and I'm the one who showed my kids that bugs were ok. When there's a spider in the house, I'm the one who catches and releases it (really).
But a bunch of bugs in the laundry room? No thank you.
So, after emitting a manly scream, my husband and I proceeded to kill every one of them that we could see. The dogs thought that the entire thing was mildly interesting.
Then, I went out of the laundry room to the backyard patio.
Hundreds of the darn things on the outside walls, and more on the patio.
Let the Wild Rumpus Start!!!
If he had ever any doubt as to what I would do to protect my home and family from danger, my husband has none now. Not a single bug moved by the time that we were done. I led the charge. The next morning, it looked like the Siege of Leningrad on the patio.
Bug Guy came by to spray, and explained that the bugs are all over town because of the minor heat wave that we had last week. Some sort of outdoor cockroach. They come up from the cracks in the sidewalks and other underground places and look for water. Apparently, they thought that our house was the local oasis. Bug Guy was impressed. Sprayed mightily, and told us that, but for stragglers, they'll stay away because they die when they walk on the bug juice.
So, last night, we were treated to more bugs in the backyard, checking things out. We killed them off again, but it does look like they were affected by the bug juice and dying anyway.
I hear my husband on the phone with Bug Guy as I write this.
And, yes, we are having guests stay at our house for the wedding, starting on Thursday.