Sara vs. the Ants
"And they all go marching down, to the ground, to get out of the rain, boom, boom, boom."
Come on, you know you know that song...the one that goes on forever, or at least until you get to a number you can't think of rhyming word for. The only problem with that song is....ants don't march down to the ground!
No, and therein lies my problem...they march up, and in, and around, and under, and between, and through to get out of the rain!
I honestly don't know how they crafty little creatures can make it into a ziploc-ed bag of sugar...but they can, believe me; and they'll travel from the front living room window, through the carpet, up the wall, wind around the icons, up another window, through the cabinet, and into white crystal heaven.
There is one true bit about that song, however. After three days of intense and cunning battle, I understand the mystifying meaning of the boom, boom, boom. It must be the sound of me, armed with sponge and vacuum, whomping out the poor homeless buggers by the thousands.
I guess I should be more compassionate...but they're just so irritatingly persistent!
"And they all go marching down, to the ground, to get out of the rain, boom, boom, boom."
Come on, you know you know that song...the one that goes on forever, or at least until you get to a number you can't think of rhyming word for. The only problem with that song is....ants don't march down to the ground!
No, and therein lies my problem...they march up, and in, and around, and under, and between, and through to get out of the rain!
I honestly don't know how they crafty little creatures can make it into a ziploc-ed bag of sugar...but they can, believe me; and they'll travel from the front living room window, through the carpet, up the wall, wind around the icons, up another window, through the cabinet, and into white crystal heaven.
There is one true bit about that song, however. After three days of intense and cunning battle, I understand the mystifying meaning of the boom, boom, boom. It must be the sound of me, armed with sponge and vacuum, whomping out the poor homeless buggers by the thousands.
I guess I should be more compassionate...but they're just so irritatingly persistent!
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One word: Grant's
Sorry, the link isn't working. Well, the long form then: Grant's Kills Ants. You can get it at Home Depot. Comes in little aluminum boxes with a tiny hole in the top. Extremely effective and very child-safe. (Well... as safe as anything can be.)
"The only problem with that song is....ants don't march down to the ground!
No, and therein lies my problem...they march up, and in, and around, and under, and between, and through to get out of the rain!"
Hahaha, I love that quote.
We haven't had an ant problem for several years now it seems like. Maybe they all got wind of the legendary, ever-persistant, Pest-Busting, Almighty Ant-Antagonist: Diane Reagan!
Jack *wink*, thanks for the tip...I've also heard cinnamon and citrus are good non-toxic alternatives. I will check out Grant's asap :)...thanks for commenting, too!
Sean, I sure hope your mom is at vespers tonight...an ant-busting mentor. Hopefully mine will get the hint and do the same.
Normally, I'm a big pro-ant type of guy.
But not these little brown midget ants!
They're invaders! I say kill 'em all!
Maybe we could scare them away
with little ant sized pictures of
Barney. If that doesn't work, just
smoosh 'em.
And, they should probably go away
on their own, now that the rain is
drying up.
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