Day Four Hundred and Ninety-Five

The Cutie and The Ugly

Meet Avery. She's five years old and loves gymnastics, dolls, and Jesus. We met her mommy through Family Church. Kristin and her husband Seth were our small group leaders, who led Bible study every Wednesday night at their home last year. We love their sweet family (they have a two-year-old too!) and enjoy the time we get to spend with them. Yesterday, Adam and I were invited to watch Avery's gymnastics practice. She's been asked to begin pre-team, which is a huge commitment and another step on the ladder of becoming a great gymnast. Kristin obviously had some questions, and knowing that I competed for many many years as a gymnast, she asked me what I thought. I gave her a thumbs up and told them to go for it. Gymnastics is my athletic backbone. So I'm a bit biased. But I think it's one of the best sports you could ever put your child into. Adam agrees. The sport teaches body awareness, flexibility, balance, toughness, discipline, physical strength, and endurance unlike any other. Our little Jaxon will have a baseball in his left hand while holding the rings in his right.

DIE ANTS, DIE! I hope your stomachs hurt, you sugar greedy sickos!

So, we've had a sugar ant problem for maybe 2 months now. I guess it's not really been a problem, rather just an annoyance. And yes, I'm really annoyed. I've been killing probably 20 ants a day, especially in this last week, and enough is enough. I'm tired of wasting all my paper towels on these pesky things and having to rewash all my surfaces 50 billion times a day, SO, we strengthened our defenses and went for Tarro Ant Gel. Apparently, we should have done this at first sight of them. They can somehow immediately sense (or smell?) the gel and flock to it in numbers we've never seen. The gel is taken back to the colony and is dished out to the queen and all her evil servants. Then the poison begins to set in and they die a (hopefully) painful death. Ok, that's mean. But they've been mean to me, so it's deserved!

Come, ants, come! We squirted something like 6 pea-sized gel dots all over the kitchen and it took only 10 minutes before word was out that huge ice cream stacks were gracing the Conley kitchen floor.  There were ants everywhere. It was totally disgusting, but I'll happily welcome disgusting at this point. Just as long as I never have to deal with these dumb things again! Grrrrr!!