Monday, August 01, 2005

Whack an ant

I'm having coffee, and laundrying, and listening to the dishwasher go... also listening for Travis on the monitor... he's still asleep. What a great baby I have! :)

Yesterday Jeff's Grandma scared us. She was hanging a picture back up after painting her livingroom. It had fallen behind her couch after being re-hung the first time. She was standing on her couch cushions.... (see where this is going?)


Grandma + couch cushion standing + holding large artwork + coffee table + head hitting = ambulance ride, mild concussion, and some stitches. Poor Grandma. I'm glad it wasn't worse. It could have been much worse. This is why getting old scares me so much... Sigh.

Anyway, Jeff's uncle is coming up from LA today to spend the week with her. (And to finish painting.) I had told her a couple of weeks ago just to hire someone, but she's stubborn. A 74-year-old shouldn't be standing on a ladder, or couch cushions for any reason whatsoever.

Anyway...

The ants are back. Ack! We hate them! The kitchen was covered in them this morning. Jeff had to commit Untold Ant Atrocoties just to make us coffee. We keep finding them though... Jeff decribed them as "VC Charlie Ho Chi Minh Trail motherfuckers." This is the man who has my heart, people... :) He's a little rough around the edges, but he's perfect for me.
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2 comments:

Mrs. Flinger said...

We have ants. Seriously annoying, aren't they??

And I totally saw your comment on Rachael's blog about resisting the pregnancy bug (speaking of bugs).

I'm right.there.with.you. :-)

Christine said...

Woohoo my first comment SPAM!