Remember the random little black bugs we found here and there on our bed? And then we bug-bombed and thought they were pretty much gone. Well I didn't tell you, but they started coming back. We've picked a few off of our bed spread here and there. And then...
I found one ON my neck one morning and one INSIDE my top. uh huh. Inside.
(After much squealing and flailing of arms) This means war.
So we looked and looked and looked and sprayed and tried to figure out where they were coming from. And then Ross got out the flash light and looked behind and UNDER the bed. Where we kept our new food storage. The stuff in big paper bags. The stuff we never put in a sealed plastic container.
And there were the armies. Armies of tiny black bugs AND.... wait for it... and.... weevils. Is that what they're called. Little tiny tanish/almost translucent .........worms???????
I have never had the eebie jeebies like I did last night. NEVER. My skin crawled with goosebumps for hours after we moved furniture, sprayed poison, vacuumed, and threw away our $200 worth of new food storage.
And I literally dreamt of bugs, all night--- all night--- ... and some weird colony of vampires that were after my new baby. I think it's from watching that new show "The Gates." Anyone watching? I admit that my standards get much lower in the summer, but I just might really like it?
I digress--- seal up your food storage.