you know what sucks? coming home from work to discover hundreds of tiny ants scattering all over your kitchen counter. for a neat freak like myself, this is an absolute nightmare. we seem to have found the source of the problem, but the smell of ant poison just about did me in. not to mention having to clean up afterwards. i even had to throw away the delicious sara lee poundcake i had casually left on the counter because the stupid ants managed to wiggle their way inside it through the microscopic crevices in the container. i know...yuck.
what is the purpose of ants, anyway? i ask you this because to me, they are useless and frankly, rather annoying insects. especially the really, really small ones that seem to multiply in front of your eyes. i know most people are mesmerized by their ability to carry "large objects", like cookie crumbs or shards of leaves, but other than impressing their ant friends, who really cares? maybe i'm being ignorant and unkind but i have no problem drowning them in a giant raid puddle.
just seeing them made me itchy, and i envisioned some sort of pulsating nest living behind one of the wall outlets. this wasn't the case of course, but after watching films about insanely large groups of ominous creatures (ie. the swarm, the birds, & arachnophobia), my mind wandered a little. the whole situation creeped me out. i don't deal well with intruders--no matter how small.
oh, the joy of being a homeowner. (who am i kidding. it's so worth it.)
as you all know, today is the first day of summer. i'm fortunate that i get to spend a good deal of time outside during the day, being that i work at montessori's summer camp. what says summer camp more than running around on the playground, right?
here are some really great summer quotes, all of which capture the season and all that comes along with it. enjoy.
"Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time." --Sir John Lubbock
"Summer is the time when one sheds one's tensions with one's clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all's right with the world." --Ada Louise Huxtable
"A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken." --James Dent
"Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it." --Russell Baker
look who's back.
i'm aware that i've been missing for a while, so i thought it time to resurface and update. or atleast resurface and attempt some semblance of an update, since so many little things are going on and who knows if i'll remember everything. anyway...
we're all moved in the house and it's wonderful. we love it. we love it almost as much as we love not living in the apartment. in fact, my hatred of the apartment has been completely wiped away and replaced with the delightful notion of being a homeowner. along with this title comes lots of new little responsibilites, like making sure all 3 of the bathrooms (yes, we have 3!) have an ample supply of toilet paper. and i assure you, they all do.
actually, i've become rather anal about every facet of organization possible around here. mike will tell you how this trait can be simultaneously helpful and annoying, but mostly the latter. he yells at me because i keep trying to clean up
around him while he is either installing or repairing things. i can only imagine what he's thinking. i would be aggravated by me. but i just can't help it. i take pride in this house and i'm certainly going to try and make it look neat while we're unpacking and getting situated. regardless, mike does an excellent job of putting up with me and my freaky organizational fetish.
it's funny the things that you care about when you own a home, not to mention the things that excite you. i go into the kitchen/bath department of a store now and spend hours, wide-eyed and curious, looking at the plethora of items like they were candy to a 5 year old. i'm literally hypnotized and i think i need everything. honestly, in that moment, i'm convinced that every product in the store would make my life better in some way. i'm a salesman's dream.
i added more pictures to my yahoo albums, so check them out. there are some from our "weekend of painting", which (despite the boring photographs) was quite eventful. we had a small disaster when painting the livingroom. we didn't realize the original brand of paint we purchased was crappy until we had applied nearly 3 coats. we were painting the largest room in the house bright yellow and it looked blotchy and streaky and uneven. we ended up color matching to another brand, so have no fear. at the time, however, i was a complete wreck...as you can imagine. it looks rather nice now though; quite warm and inviting.
you better say you like it, too...or else.
in exactly a year from today, this will be me (minus the yellow rubber skin and duck bill).
