Showing posts with label bugs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bugs. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
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Tuesday, August 23, 2011
I'm Back!
We are back in Malawi, the kids are back in school and I am back blogging. The protests I mentioned in my last post lasted two days and resulted in 18 deaths. Everything has been calm since we have been back and I hope it remains that way. There were scheduled demonstrations last week, the kids school was canceled for two days and many businesses around town shut down. After all of that the demonstrations didn't happen.
It has been a rough transition back to post. We arrived to find that an entire swarm of honey bees had set up house keeping in our bedroom. Thank goodness the gardener noticed the bees coming and going from a vent in our bedroom wall. He managed to get word to the embassy and they sent someone out to spray the morning we arrived back. When we walked in to the master bedroom we found thousands of dead and dying bees and a chunk of honeycomb the size of my hand, just wax, no honey. I was so jet lagged and astounded that it didn't even occur to me to take a picture. To give you an idea of the sheer number of bees it took 3 very full dust pans to remove the bulk of the dead bees and I'm still finding dead bees in strange places. Interestingly the day we arrived at our house for the very first time there was a giant swarm of bees hanging in a tree by the driveway. You know I think Africa is trying to kill me, and and bees are it's weapon of choice.
It has been a rough transition back to post. We arrived to find that an entire swarm of honey bees had set up house keeping in our bedroom. Thank goodness the gardener noticed the bees coming and going from a vent in our bedroom wall. He managed to get word to the embassy and they sent someone out to spray the morning we arrived back. When we walked in to the master bedroom we found thousands of dead and dying bees and a chunk of honeycomb the size of my hand, just wax, no honey. I was so jet lagged and astounded that it didn't even occur to me to take a picture. To give you an idea of the sheer number of bees it took 3 very full dust pans to remove the bulk of the dead bees and I'm still finding dead bees in strange places. Interestingly the day we arrived at our house for the very first time there was a giant swarm of bees hanging in a tree by the driveway. You know I think Africa is trying to kill me, and and bees are it's weapon of choice.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Stanley Update
I have to bring you some bad news. Stanley has passed on to where ever wind scorpions go when they die. RIP Stanley. The boys sill miss you. I'm just praying all those eggs don't hatch. Does anyone out there happen to know how long it will take the eggs to hatch?
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
EEEEEEEEKKKK!
It has been a long crazy day. One of those days where the harder I worked the messier the house got. I just couldn't keep up with the messes the kids were making. I hate days like that. So tonight when I called it quits and settled down to watch TV while David went to The Shack to pick Dakota up from volleyball, it was with a sigh of relief that I sank into the couch with a cup of chamomile tea.
The quiet was short lived. Just as I started to take my first sip Colin screamed. About a half a second later before I could even put down my cup he came tearing into the living room. He was white and shaking. He managed to gasp, "There's a roach in my bedroom. It's INSIDE my mosquito net. I opened my eyes and it was right there!"
I hate roaches, even more than spiders! Hate them! The deal is David is supposed to kill all roaches but Dave was gone so I had to handle it. I pulled up my big girl panties, put on some shoes, grabbed the broom and went to slay the monster. Alonzo and Colin grabbed flyswatters and informed me they had my back. I was feeling the love. Then I saw this.
How the h-e-double-hockey sticks am I going to be able to get that thing out of there to kill it? I tried knocking it down by swatting it with the broom. That didn't work. Grayson is asleep in that pile of blankets in the bottom bunk. I know right? You would think that the the screaming and lights would wake him up. I wish I could sleep like that. Anyway I can't leave my baby in there with a killer cockroach so I pulled the netting as far into the room and off the bed as I could and hit the roach with the broom again. This time it worked, sort of. Instead of dropping to the floor it ran down the netting straight at me. Dayum those things can move. I screamed! Alonzo and Colin screamed, Grayson slept on. The roach dropped out on the floor at which point I beat the living crap out it with the broom. Victory!
I need a stiff drink. I am not supposed to have to deal with this sort of thing. Alonzo and Colin have gone to back to bed. They took their flyswaters with them. Both of them are crammed into Alonzo's bed. Colin refuses to get back into his own bed. I can't blame him.
The quiet was short lived. Just as I started to take my first sip Colin screamed. About a half a second later before I could even put down my cup he came tearing into the living room. He was white and shaking. He managed to gasp, "There's a roach in my bedroom. It's INSIDE my mosquito net. I opened my eyes and it was right there!"
I hate roaches, even more than spiders! Hate them! The deal is David is supposed to kill all roaches but Dave was gone so I had to handle it. I pulled up my big girl panties, put on some shoes, grabbed the broom and went to slay the monster. Alonzo and Colin grabbed flyswatters and informed me they had my back. I was feeling the love. Then I saw this.
Yes I stopped to take pictures. I was stalling hoping David would suddenly appear and save the day.
How the h-e-double-hockey sticks am I going to be able to get that thing out of there to kill it? I tried knocking it down by swatting it with the broom. That didn't work. Grayson is asleep in that pile of blankets in the bottom bunk. I know right? You would think that the the screaming and lights would wake him up. I wish I could sleep like that. Anyway I can't leave my baby in there with a killer cockroach so I pulled the netting as far into the room and off the bed as I could and hit the roach with the broom again. This time it worked, sort of. Instead of dropping to the floor it ran down the netting straight at me. Dayum those things can move. I screamed! Alonzo and Colin screamed, Grayson slept on. The roach dropped out on the floor at which point I beat the living crap out it with the broom. Victory!
I need a stiff drink. I am not supposed to have to deal with this sort of thing. Alonzo and Colin have gone to back to bed. They took their flyswaters with them. Both of them are crammed into Alonzo's bed. Colin refuses to get back into his own bed. I can't blame him.
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