On the plus side, my wife puts out hedgehog food and sits on the steps at night with a glass of nice red and observes the little guys’ behavior and interactions as they come to dine. It calms her and makes her happy. It’s like being married to Jane Goodall without having to deal with monkeys.
Also on the plus side is there are fewer mosquitos.
On the minus side is the mosquitos that remain are
- Tough and evasive little bastards
- Desperate
Take the two in my bathroom this morning. Please.
Normally, the time I spend in the bathroom in the mornings is when I get the peace that sustains me throughout the rest of my day. Today these two little guys just wouldn’t leave me alone. I went after them with a rolled up Japan Times for a while, but finally gave up. They’d fly up to the light in the ceiling, which would dazzle me, and then they’d fly somewhere else and I wouldn’t see where etc etc.
When I was shaving, I’d had enough and went after them again, and overlooked a cabinet and thought I’d broken my hand. I finished shaving, holding the Bic disposable razor between my thumb and the only finger that wasn’t temporarily paralyzed and fled the room.
Then I drove Beta to school. I had a nice summer, but I sure missed those drives.
“It’s like being married to Jane Goodall without having to deal with monkeys.” *mwahahaha*
I thought they were robots anyway. Ooo! How about robot monkeys! Dude, that would be so cool… you could like, pre-program them to see no evil, hear no evil and smite no evil.
Speaking of Beta, my wife and I were just recalling a visit she made to America when very young. She got one of her first McDonald Happy Meal’s and it had a miniature Barbie doll in it. She was very happy and said in cute accented English, “This IS a happy meal!!” It was just precious, really, just as cute as can be.
Perhaps you can embarrass her with this story next time you are driving Beta and some boy she likes…
jocelyn and i have our sunday night drives [which are actually bittersweet for me because i'm driving her back to her daddy's]. we always stop at the drug store to buy girlie things, drive thru somewhere for dinner and talk and laugh and listen to our newest downloads from the russian mp3 sites :) some nights we don’t laugh though. some nights we get all serious and introspective and weep and lash out at the people who hurt us… and then i try and comfort. without smothering. sigh.
sunday nights are the best nights in the world.
i HATE mosquitos. you are my hero for being injured in combat.