Speaking of fears...

First let me say that ever since my last post, I've been having trouble falling asleep at night thinking that I need to clarify that Those days happen once every so often. They come with motherhood. They are few and far between. And they are easily cured by an evening out with good friends. I came home feeling refreshed and ready to be Mommy again, only a better version.

Onward! I forgot to mention in my post about fear my problem with creepy crawly and/or buzzing things. My ranking of most hated bugs starts with a tie for first place between roaches and spiders. But in a very close second comes the stinging insect category, which includes lovelies such as bees, yellow jackets, and wasps. Which is why I nearly wet myself when I saw one of these buzzing around our front yard and then CRAWLING INTO A HOLE IN THE GROUND:


Ground digger wasp aka cicada killer

We Googled them. They're called ground digger wasps and are also known as cicada killers. (OH! Cicadas! They might be my number three most hated insect. One flew into my car and down my shirt when I was 8 months pregnant and I'm surprised it didn't send me into early labor.) I had to find the picture where this insane person is holding the freakishly prehistoric-looking things so you can see how big they are. My husband thought I was exaggerating and being my usual pansy self when I told him about the giant bee I had seen, until he got chased by one and ran around the yard screaming like a girl. So anyway, the dino-wasps live in the ground, which is really convenient when you have a toddler running around the yard. They build these nasty piles:

Hell is down there, I'm sure of it.













We have six of those piles in our yard. They are probably full of dino-wasp eggs. My skin is crawling just talking about it. They must be exterminated. We've done the research and are prepared to take them out, as soon as we work up the courage to go in the front yard again. I'll let you know how it goes.