craving: time with the family
Cucaracha, means Roach in Spanish.
There's something about those gross, brown, ugly bugs that everyone loves to hate. When I see them, I honestly scream and cry. Ya, ya I am a big baby. Since moving here I haven't seen a lot of them, but enough to never wanna ever see them again. Who would wanna see them? We had them back in Texas and they were the same ones, the big flying disgusting ones. *gross* Thank God we don't have a problem with these little suckers, I would truly consider moving if we did. Not moving out of the country, but moving out to another home. LOL I can be very demanding when it comes to stuff I don't like. This is one thing I can't stand.
So, the story goes. Last week I was cleaning and moved our couch pillow and there it was, a gross big Cockroach! Ewwwwwwwww. I immediately screamed and my hands and face broke out into a sweat. I ran for the phone and called my dear husband at work. Thank God he works close enough to get into his vehicle and come home fast. This is me..
Me: Come home please
him: what's going on?
Me: There's a big gross disgusting Roach on the couch.
Him: kill it. "he's laughing so hard"
Me: NOOOoOoOOOooO!!!! I have it in a glass candle blocking it from going anywhere and my hand is killing me. Our son is trying to move the glass and I think your parents might even hear me crying.
Him: I am on my way. Laughing
Me: waiting... Ten minutes go buy... Still waiting...... Seems forever....
Thank God! he came in the door and he killed it. I ran out of the room crying still. I told him to get the bug people to come. We don't like to do this, but in this part of the world, where it's hot and humid, it's unavoidable that your gonna get these gross little creatures of hell. You're basically screwed if you get the little bitty ones. The ones we get from time to time are the big gross ones. They're called water bugs. They're disgusting. I always keep our bathrooms super clean and our kitchen very very, very clean. No food is to be left out and trash is taken daily. These damn little things seem to gross everyone out.
There was this other time when I was in my bedroom and my daughter had just gone to sleep. I looked up at the ceiling and saw something black on it. It started to move and I realized it was a roach. OH MY GOD, I started screaming for her to come and kill it. She ran into my bedroom and caught it and killed it. I'm really paranoid when it comes to these things.
Have y'all ever had any roach problems? If so, share.
final whisper: don't ever kill a roach with your shoe. If she's carrying eggs, they will stay on your shoe and hatch in your house. LOL Yuck!