On Sunday, the exterminators came, and with them, spring and hope and sunshine and the vigor of youth and the wisdom of extreme old age.
Before I embark on my latest saga of bedbug horror, I feel that you should know I love you enough to never show you a picture of a bedbug. So here’s a photo of a puppy in an Easter basket.
I am covered with bug bites. This wouldn’t be so bad, but a couple months ago, we had a bedbug scare at Casa de Hub-Luck, and so every time I get a bite of any kind, I’m totally sure we’re infested. Fortunately, I have many friends on the internets. Using Ms. Caryn Solly’s bedbugs FAQ,Continue reading “Skeeters in my Bedroom”