So much to say...so little time. Enjoy!
Monday, August 30, 2010
Cue Crazy Dance Scene...
This is my new jam! Makes me just want to dance everywhere...and you will understand why if you wait until 1:54. Can't even see his face and I am in love...
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Run Roachie....Run!
I don’t know if many of you have ever experienced a broken AC in the midst of a Georgia heat wave but I hope that you never do. It does something to your sleep and to your overall psyche.
But this morning, I am not going to rant about the heat and things that keep me up in the night but more about another summer treat...bugs.
Like every American, I am not a fan of bugs. I don’t even like butterflies or lady bugs. Dragonflies totally freak me out (just a bit too Jurassic for me) and living in an older house (note broken AC unit) in lush, woods in the South there is diverse and large population of insects. However though, despite my general distaste for these creepy, crawly, spindly creatures...I find it difficult to kill them.
For example, if I find a roach in kitchen, I’ll open the side door and give him the opportunity to run for it. Generally, if the spider is up the wall high enough, I’ll just try to ignore his presence. I feel remorse when ruining their webs because I know how much time and effort it must have spent making it. The thought of that beetle not returning home to his beetle wife and beetle babies with food makes me sad. Here is a kicker...if I find a roach belly up, taking his last few breaths (because you know it takes forever for them to finally go into the light), I’ll do him a solid and transport him outside where he probably feels more at home passing or even into the trash can which I imagine is as close as it gets to heaven on earth for a roach.
To be honest, I really can’t blame them for wanting to be inside. There is much more plentiful and delicious food in here. It is never going to rain inside and the temperature is (normally) pleasant and cool. Additionally, they face less predators. I mean it's literally roach vs. Caroline instead of roach vs. world. Sounds much better to me.
Furthermore, I feel bad killing something for the simple purpose of I don’t like where it is located. Don’t misunderstand, our house is not some bug infested, ramshackle health hazard. I had it exterminated (and that holocaust is on him not me) and I have my various spray cans to...ahem, take care of things (and contribute to global warming). I just wish that we could co-exist on this planet...them on the outside of my house and me on the inside.
Perhaps this gives a bit more insight to my never ending...should I eat meat debate.
But this morning, I am not going to rant about the heat and things that keep me up in the night but more about another summer treat...bugs.
Like every American, I am not a fan of bugs. I don’t even like butterflies or lady bugs. Dragonflies totally freak me out (just a bit too Jurassic for me) and living in an older house (note broken AC unit) in lush, woods in the South there is diverse and large population of insects. However though, despite my general distaste for these creepy, crawly, spindly creatures...I find it difficult to kill them.
For example, if I find a roach in kitchen, I’ll open the side door and give him the opportunity to run for it. Generally, if the spider is up the wall high enough, I’ll just try to ignore his presence. I feel remorse when ruining their webs because I know how much time and effort it must have spent making it. The thought of that beetle not returning home to his beetle wife and beetle babies with food makes me sad. Here is a kicker...if I find a roach belly up, taking his last few breaths (because you know it takes forever for them to finally go into the light), I’ll do him a solid and transport him outside where he probably feels more at home passing or even into the trash can which I imagine is as close as it gets to heaven on earth for a roach.
To be honest, I really can’t blame them for wanting to be inside. There is much more plentiful and delicious food in here. It is never going to rain inside and the temperature is (normally) pleasant and cool. Additionally, they face less predators. I mean it's literally roach vs. Caroline instead of roach vs. world. Sounds much better to me.
Furthermore, I feel bad killing something for the simple purpose of I don’t like where it is located. Don’t misunderstand, our house is not some bug infested, ramshackle health hazard. I had it exterminated (and that holocaust is on him not me) and I have my various spray cans to...ahem, take care of things (and contribute to global warming). I just wish that we could co-exist on this planet...them on the outside of my house and me on the inside.
Perhaps this gives a bit more insight to my never ending...should I eat meat debate.
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