“Hey, Mom. Look what I drew! It’s a rainbow monster!”
“That’s pretty cool, buddy. Is it…um…farting?”
“Yeah! And, you should see what it’s doing in the part of the picture I drew with invisible ink!”
Four years ago I found Santa marking himself down on his own naughty list. Remember?
This morning I found the dog’s snowman laying on the floor like this:
At this rate, I’m thinking I should just put Rudolph in the front window and let the red light shine.
Well, it turns out there isn’t any trapping. Just killing and general shooing-away. But, this isn’t over. Not by a long shot.
Ohio, and particularly MY house is being infested with stink bugs. Each afternoon, I become a prisoner in my own home because there are swarms of them outside. They are everywhere and I’m tired of it. It is SO on.
In the past four hours, I’ve killed about 100 with the hot, soapy water technique. I’ll share the results of the towel and trap tomorrow. One flew in my hair, so I’m not going back out there tonight other than to set the trap. *shudder*
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