Monday, August 24, 2009


So, school is starting again.

Another sign of things that are changing.

My baby boy is getting so big so fast. I want to make time stop right now while he is still taking 2-hour naps and can almost get a full sentence out. I know I can't do that, but I'm trying to savor every moment.

I see that other friends are taking "first day of school" snaps and posting them up on Facebook and it makes my heart ache. I don't know what I am going to do when I have to send him off to his first day of school. I was such a wreck when I had to leave him at his first day of daycare! He was only 6 weeks old. That is the youngest they will take babies at daycares around here. I cried and I cried and the lovely Miss Mary told me it would get better.

It never did.

I know, I know, that was a couple of years ago and he was smaller than a sack of sugar. But now, he is walking and talking and he has feelings and needs. How do you do it all the time? How do you let your little children walk out the door, step on the bus and not worry about them? I guess you always worry - at least that is what my SuperMom says - and I believe her. She was there for me when I was at my lowest when I was in my mid-twenties and called her every day, crying over silly boys.

Anyway, I digress.

I guess I am just going to have to learn to control my worrying. I have to give him roots and wings and at some point, let him spread his wings and fly away - hoping that he will always come back to his Momma for a little snack and a nap in the nest.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Spray Adhesive

Did you know that Spray Adhesive works wonderfully as a roach killer? They should specify that on the can.

See, I have this TERRIBLE fear of cockroaches. They make me jump on top of furniture and scream like a little girl at the mere sight of them.

I can't kill them for the life of me.

One time, my husband was out of town and I saw one in the bathroom. It literally took me an hour to get the never up to kill the thing, then it took about 10 whacks with my Chaco before the stupid thing even died!

So, imagine my fear when I HEARD one crawling all over my magazines next to my bed this morning. I shot straight out of bed and ran for the garage. See, I knew who it was because I saw him two days earlier in the bathroom. After that sighting, I closed the bathroom door and put a towel along the floor on the outside hoping and praying that he wouldn't find his way out and into my bedroom and onto my bed and crawling all over me in the middle of the night.


Anyway, I am looking around in the garage for something to spray on this creepy crawly ick monster, and it really is a monster, it is literally 4 or 5 inches long, and I spy a can of spray adhesive. I have no idea why it is in the garage, but I figured WD-40 wasn't going to kill the thing, so I might as well try the adhesive.

So, I tiptoe back into my room, see the nasty copper colored creature and give him a quick spray (hoping and praying that he doesn't freak out and suddenly jump on my face), and just like that - he rolls over on to his back, sticks all 6 or 10 or however many legs he has together and just stopped moving! I mean, really, just stopped!

And guess what - I just did it again to a creepy on the tile floor!

It works, it really works!!!!!

The had part though is unsticking the ickmonster from the floor to flush it down the toilet. Yeesh.