So you'd think being born in June and all I'd have this innate ability to ignore june bugs umm no not so much. They are the bane of my existence! They are just plain creepy they make that awful buzzing noise when the fly and the tend to go precisely where I don't want them to go IE in my house.
So last night I was sweeping our front porch for what seems like the 100th time in the last week or so (mental note to self big tree equals random debris on porch anytime the wind blows) and a june bug flies right in my house so I run inside fight with it and I think it's disappeared so I go back to my sweeping and finish up. All's well that ends well right? WRONG!!
Fast forward 30 minutes or so and I'm standing at our kitchen sink looking out our window with a big sink full of soapy water and that darn june bug (I'm convinced it was the same one) makes another appearance this time flying way to close to my face BLECH!! So I did what any girl would do I mindlessly swatted at it all the while yelling at Mr. A to "come kill it" in my squeaky I'm freaked out little girl voice. Mr. A my valliant hero rushes to my aide to kill the big scary june bug he stands in the kitchen looking around for that pesky bug while I stand in the living room repeating "did you kill it yet, did you kill it yet" he walks over to me and says in his sweet I think you're so cute when you act like a baby voice "honey there is no bug" I stomp my feet and whine "yes there was, it flew right at my face and it's icky....... kill it!!" Readers please note bugs and I do not get along and I turn into a whiny baby when faced with them.
Well all of a sudden Mr. A stops dead in his tracks looks at me and says "honey hold still" as you can imagine I launched into a myriad of questions "why, what's wrong, what's going on, what are you doing?" slowly Mr. A reaches up and pulls something out of my pony tail. Dear reader I'm sure you can see where this is going but no not me I was totally clueless. So I snap at my dear husband, and say "well now that you've finished grooming me will you please go kill that bug!!" Mr. A calmly looks at me and says "I did" at which point I realize that icky bug had been in my hair the whole time!
Which led to me dancing around like an idiot convinced I had more bugs in my hair. All this succeeded in doing was getting the dog excited thinking mommy wants to play and well let's just say my husband collapsed into fits of laughter in the kitchen over my neurotic june bug extraction dance going on in the living room that my labrador seemed to think meant "play" and proceeded to knock me over and stand over me proudly as if to say "look daddy I captured her" ah the joys of summer! Can you see why I love the FALL?!!
Please dear readers tell me I'm not the only one who can't stand june bugs.
Later Alligators...
Mrs. A
6 comments:
lol...girl I'm with you, they are just disgusting! However, I think Japanese beetles may take the cake...I hate them even more!
bleck, we didn't have june bugs in FL but I saw them once on a camping trip and those things are SICK.
No my dear, you are NOT the only one who hates June bugs! They seem so clumsy and dopey all the time - always kamikaze flying right into you. Nasty critters... Got me shivering just thinking about it!
Oh my gosh, this is SO true! They are everywhere! But it was the weirdest thing....in May and early June we were invaded (and I'm not joking) with rolly pollies (sp??). They were EVERYWHERE. At least a hundred of them. I swept every night!
I'm such a wimp...I can't really handle bugs of any sort. My hubby told me the other day that pehaps it wouldn't be such a great idea to try and take me camping...LOL
I despise june bugs, this year is actually the first I've noticed that they are really bad. Every night we get them all over our porch and deck and they all seem to zoom in the second you open the door, no matter how fast you dash in. Hubs is starting to get used to my shrieks..
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