So I may be Greek

Knock knock. That was the sound on my door this week as I sat at the kitchen table working on my computer. I went to the door, thinking it would be a package from Crusade, thats the trend these days.

It was the mail woman. "I think you have an ant problem on your front door step, just wanted to let you know so they don't get into your house"

I did a quick inspection and find what looked like 100's of ants scurrying quickly around my steps. I had just come home about 30 minutes before that and hadn't noticed anything. So it seemed off. "Do you have any Raid?" she asked me? "I'll look," I told her back..knowing that I didn't. We picked up the pumpkin on the doorstep, and it didn't seem to be problem.

She walked off and I walked inside to find something to attack the ants. You might remember that I had an ant problem this summer http://christieonpaper.blogspot.com/2009/06/ants-in-my-pants.html To say that I'm experienced in this area is an understatement. I think I can handle a few hundred ants.

Knowing I had nothing that was made to kill off ants, I did want any other person would do, I went to my cleaners. Pledge, car wash, soap, and windex. Hummmm. Then, My Big Fat Greek Wedding flashed into my head. I remember cracking up everytime the father pulled out the bottle of windex, for all purposes. Figured, when in Rome? Or Greece? Or Tuscaloosa?

So I took my Windex, powerful as it was, and went outside. Don't get me wrong, I was sorry it had to end this way for the ants, but having had ants in my life before, I didn't want it to come to that. I just had to take matters into my own hands. I stood on the bottom step and began to spray. Its possible it was a painful death for the little guys, because they seemed to first slow down, then become paralyzed and in my mind then surrender. The quick pile froze. Granted, it took a quarter of my bottle, but it was worth it. I took care of them no problem.

I thought while I was standing there, what if someone pulled around to come home and saw me with my bottle of Windex spraying my front door step. How odd. But it worked. And those ants are long gone. So maybe I'm crafty. Maybe I'm Greek. Its just another day in the life of..

Blessings.