I know I've got several things to blog about and catch people up on but just to get something down this week let me share this weeks adventure:
Ants, tons and tons of ants...
Our family left town for a significant amount of time for vacation and we came home to an infestation. I suppose it was too hot outside for them at 115 degrees.
There were congo lines in almost every room. I had armies of ants in the kitchen attacking my PEANUT BUTTER! Anybody who knows me realizes that you don't mess with my beloved peanut butter.
Imagine the war scenes from Lord of the Rings... I was completely outnumbered and the only fellowship I had was 409, a vacuum, mop and broom!
There were trails of dead ants in the freezer, under the toaster, and live ants carrying them away for dinner-GROSS.
It took a solid two days before we could even get to the store to buy ant killer. By the way, my sweet husband purchased 4 or 5 different types and brands to show these ants who's boss.
Not only that, they seem to have worked! I have a manageable amount that come up the bathroom drain and even less that venture into the laundry room.
I'm not taking any chances though: I keep anything of value (sweets) in ziplock bags and air tight containers. I constantly rotate where the trash can is, there are no dirty dishes in the sink, the broom now lives next to Emma's highchair, and I keep an instant ant killer spray on the counter next to the hand soap.