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Tuesday, July 17, 2007
I suppose I should be grateful it's not mice...
I keep repeating this to myself, every time I squash another ant. My (NEW) sister-in-law is having a problem with mice, which shows that she's a braver, stronger person than me. For me a problem with mice would be a real estate problem: we have to find a new house immediately.

As it is, my problem is ants. My problems are ants? Whatever is correct, that's the case. We only have problems with ants right after Orkin comes to spray for ants. I understand that what they spray is supposed to bring out the nasty things for a day or two until they eat it, take it home to feed their families and all die in their nasty anthill living rooms. But the Orkin man came two (three?) weeks ago now. The ants are still here.

When I called Orkin about it a week ago, I got this response, "Well, I'll call him [our bug guy] and see if he can come out today." Okay, but this is a week later. And it's bad when my daughter points to the kitchen and says, "Bug! Bug! Bug!" And it's bad that when she does that, I fully expect to see a giant ant staring back at us.

In reality, she just wanted to play with the ladybug magnet on our refrigerator. Regardless, I'm canceling our account with Orkin and buying my own bug spray. At least I know I'll show up.


3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Try Terro ant killer but put it up on a high shelf. It's kinder to the air than a bug spray.

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sprinkle plain cinnamon (sic) all over your kitchen. It looks a bit messy but within a few days your ants will be g-o-n-e. Plus it smells nice, like you are always baking something, and it is non-toxic so you don't have to worry about cancer.

-Nisha

Blogger GypseeMommy said...

I second the vote for Terro, although its highly poisonous so you have to handle it very carefully. As for the cinnamon, I have no clue. We have these tiny, tiny ants that I've never even seen before now and its killing me. Must be a FL thing, atleast thats what I choose to blame it on. I'm with you though, they drive me freaking nuts!

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