connielingus

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Thursday, July 28, 2005

Squirmy Wormy Nasty Nesty......

The other day as I gazed lovingly from the patio over at my wonderful "poor-man's orchard" I noticed this white blob that looked like the hugest freaky spiderweb glimmering in the summer sun.
Being the "tougher" one of the house, Jenn promptly sent me out to deal with it.....


JAYSUS!!! I approached the pulsating mass of stringy webby outgrowth covered in tiny dead flies......


Good Christ! Its a throbbing Catepiller-filled Coddling Moth nest!!!!


I attempted to set the nest alight whilst it was still on the tree, but it just melted the web and set fire to a few of the dead leaves...

-there was lots of smoke but no end to the now-freaking pre-pubescent moths.
In a frustratingly disgusted rage I then got out the saw and chopped that branch down, stomped on it for good measure, and then set it ablaze in my wee decorative fireplace.....

I grabbed a cold beer and Jenn and I did an primeval interpretive dance to the squeals of the burning moth babies....

12 Comments:

At 7:31 PM, Blogger Aviatrix said...

Decorative? It's now a pit of destruction. Next you can conquer the millfoil weed.

 
At 7:31 PM, Blogger Connie said...

I missed you guys too....
They are gone 2morrow... thank the sweet lord.
"Visiting Family are sorta like fish... after 2 days they begin to stink."

 
At 8:02 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

So, along with the Gimp, there are also free open source packages for creating animations (actually, Gimp even has some basic facilities for creating animations). I fully expect a 5-minute presentation of this so-called "primeval interpretive dance", replete with squealing worms soundtrack.

I'm sure some of us will be missing the niece (they were such nice glasses), but not as much as we're glad to read you again...

 
At 10:51 PM, Blogger the author said...

Well that just makes me want to run out and have some tequila :)
(if I could, sigh)

nice photos - photos of the primeval dance would also be appreciated

glad to hear the in-law visitation is nearly over - it will end and that is the one thing that can put a smile on your face when they are telling you how to live your life, or how to spend money/save money - just keep up the answer "yes, that's a great idea" and then should they check into whether or not you tried their "fabulous" idea you just tell them that it isn't available in your area or that you found a better option or since they'll be on the phone and not likely to visit again for a while you can tell them to rotate on their thumb and see how far that gets them... did I mention I just got back from my inlaws -
actually my inlaws are pretty good - the culture adjustment has been huge - north cariboo whitey meets semi-traditional chinese - but hey - you just take it with a smile and remember they are just part of the ride and that you managed to get the best part of their family to spend their lives with you...

 
At 3:20 AM, Blogger Sniffy said...

OMG! I'd have died. You're so brave Connie, such a heroine. You sure you don't wear glasses? I'm sure thousands of people would appreciate it if you did.

 
At 4:34 AM, Blogger Herge Smith said...

I wanna see dancing - show us some dancing...

Dance for us, dance...

(did that sound weird - and could you slip a pair or glasses on?)

 
At 5:19 AM, Blogger Sniffy said...

You don't like "Spaced" do you Herge?

 
At 5:27 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

so for wide throw, get a can of hair spray or similar and a long-tipped bbq lighter.

FLAME ON!!!

That'll roast the squishies very quickly. I hear they're tasty too with a dash of brown sauce. Fuckin delish.

 
At 7:41 AM, Blogger Rowan said...

guess you can turn any event into foreplay huh?

 
At 7:44 AM, Blogger Rowan said...

april: what do you do though if your inlaws are in your life all the time (such as are mine) and in your face, and the most nosy bastards you ever want to meet? I think I need some valium.

 
At 9:26 AM, Blogger the author said...

rowan: I tend to play the quiet game and nod my head and then give my husband shit for letting them talk/act a certain way. I normally only have issues with his dad who is pretty old school chinese, example (a) I work, my husband doesn't and they basically say we live in the poor house because of it - as if I'm not working - in fact, his extended family back home still think he is working - when this comes up - that we aren't making enough money - that we need more - my red light goes full on and i let them have it - i remind them that I am working - that we get by and that I don't need to have millions saved for someone else to spend - to which they roll there eyes and say - yeah yeah - sure but he needs to work - I try to let most of it wash over me - I've lugged a few things around for a long time - things they've said or done - but I guess I just say - they are family and they will have their own opinion and I just have to suck it up - and keep up my voodoo skills :)

 
At 9:32 PM, Blogger Karen said...

OMG Connie, those pictures make my skin feel creepy (and make me feel ill!!)

Glad you burned those suckers. Save the apples and pears!!!

 

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