Last week was so busy and Friday was full as well--but of good things (mostly). In the morning we had day guild. I'm not sure if I've explained it, but our local quilt guild, the Peninsula Piecemakers, has a day chapter or a night chapter. You can join and then either attend day or night or both or neither. I always go to day, and sometimes go to night. Coincidentally, the day chapter also featured a member who collects antique quilt tops. I'll be blogging about both presentations later this week. Guild is in the morning and ends around 11 so most people go to lunch afterwards. My bee and a few other ladies went for pizza and/or salad, and we had amazingly fun conversation. I think that besides any "special event" days, day guild Friday's are my favorite of the whole month. We all talk when we are at Bee, but for some reason the conversation at lunch is so entertaining.
So after a long lunch, I ran an errand and finally got home. After a crazy week, could I actually get some time sewing?! I got in the house and just sort of dropped things and went up to my room and had some good, ole, quilty fun. I lost track of time and the rest of the afternoon flew by. When I heard the garage door open, signaling that my husband was home from work, I shut things off and went downstairs. He brought his gym bag in and sat it down in the great room. He says, "What the heck is this?" (Only he may or may not have said heck...) I went to see what he was hollering about and there were ants. Hoards of ants. All over the floor. As we investigated we saw that what must have been an entire colony was moving from the front yard to the back. Through the house. There was a trail of them from the back door and we followed it through the house on the wood floor to the front room, where they were coming down off the wall. The trail continued along the top of the baseboard and as the wall hit the front of the house, they were angling down from the window. The window was closed, but they were somehow getting through cracks or holes. The window was covered with ants. There had to be tens of thousands of ants in the house. Eww!
If you are really kind to nature's creatures you should stop reading now.
Are you still here? I got the spray out and sprayed the whole trail. Then I went outside and sprayed the window and side of the house. I went out the back door and sprayed there, as well. The funny thing was, there wasn't an obvious trail out either way. The ants were now dead but still all through the house, my husband was home from work, it was 7 pm, and the plan was to grill supper, but now that didn't seem like it was going to happen. We had leftovers instead. I was still facing the prospect of cleaning up tens of thousands of dead ants. I got out the paper towels and acted like I was going to get right at it and luckily my husband thought he would do it instead. Everyone, I am here to tell you that I WON the marriage lottery.
What I can't believe is that I was so eager to go quilt, that I didn't even notice the infestation--I ran right by it to get upstairs.
Sometime on Saturday, this little gem popped up on my Facebook feed. I felt it was totally appropriate to the situation.
"Dead ant, dead ant, dead ant, dead ant, dead ant, dead ant, dead ant, da, da, dead ant."
If I'm going to share one bad ant joke, why not some more?
What do you call a 100 year old ant?
What do you call an ant who likes to be alone?
What do you call an ant who lives with your great uncle?
What do you call an ant who skips school?
What games do ants play with elephants?
What is a foreign ant?
What is the biggest ant in the world?
What kind of ant is good at math?
What medicine would you give an ill ant?
Where do ants go for their holidays?
Who is the most famous French ant?
Who was the most famous ant scientist?
Why don't anteaters get sick?
Because they are full of antibodies
Hopefully you got a smile out of this post!