Wednesday, 24 June 2009

• I have bugs in my fridge.

  Ladybugs, that is.

  When Travis ordered the ladybugs the shipping method said it would be 3-5 days before they arrived.  Over a week later he finally received notification that they had shipped, and has been eagerly anticipating their arrival each day since.  I've been (kinda) sad to report every time he comes home, that no, they did not arrive today.  And I've received instruction many-a-time, probably once for each bug, that when they DO finally get here, I should put them in the fridge.  You know, to make them sleepy and thus less willing to fly their little aphid-eating selves over to someone else's buffet as soon as they see daylight.

  Travis' palpable disappointment each day that they didn't arrive began to leach into my own emotional reserves and oddly enough I've begun to anticipate this box of bugs, too.  Stop the world.  So one day last week when a small package arrived I paged Travis at work to ask him if he had ordered the ladybugs from Utah.  He didn't know exactly from where they were shipping, but he had also ordered a Cleveland Browns coffee mug off of the Internet (Google, we need to have words.) and could I put the box in the fridge just in case?  Already done.

  The next afternoon he came home to open his box and find a very chilled coffee mug. 

  Finally, today, a week after the shipping notice, they finally arrived. And this time I'm sure. So into the fridge the box of bugs (of BUGS!) went.  Of course I took a picture for you.  I'm just that dedicated toyou that I'll let you see the inside of my fridge.  That's how you KNOW we're friends, folks.

  

  When Travis called this morning just to say hi (love it when he does that!) I was thrilled to get to tell him that his package had finally arrived.  He asked me if I'd opened it?   He's afraid that two weeks, which I'm sure is many-a-ladybug-lifetime (My current cold shoulder toward Google prevents me from looking it up.  What can I say?  I'm vengeful like that.), might have been too much for the poor babies and they might all be dead.  No, I did not open the package, I said.  Because I'm afriad they might NOT be dead and I don't care to meet them all individually.

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