For the love of all that is holy – why are bugs attracted to my house?!? Particularly the inside of my house?!?

This year I’ve had an influx of weird flying black bugs, stink bugs and now the ladybugs are on the attack, at Halloween no less 😳😳.

Yesterday, my dear friend Robb and I had just finished a movie when I noticed a ladybug climbing near the ceiling. Then another and another until those flying creatures were EVERYWHERE on the back wall and floor near the door. It was a nightmare 😱.

Robb started swatting at the higher up ones, as he is very tall, while I ran around the outside of the house to spray the door they were coming through with bug spray. I then returned to the house where we went on a killing spree swatting anything that moved. And every time we thought we had gotten them all, more would pop up 🤬🤬! It must have taken us close to 45 minutes to kill all the ones we could find. And laughing at how ridiculous we must have looked to anyone who could see us running around swinging flyswatters like lunatics.

We finally got the infestation under control and then the clean-up began, the blood… the guts… the bodies 🤢. Did you know that ladybugs bleed orange? Yeah, neither did I 😬😬. 

Why is it so hard for bugs to understand, stay out of my house you live. Come inside all bets are off. Fair right?

So Halloween ended up being night of 1000 bugs (Ok 20-30 – I’m prone to hyperbole 🤷‍♀️ 😁). And at least 6 holdovers that have met their end today.

I’m pretty sure there’s a special place in hell waiting for me because of the great ladybug massacre of Halloween 2022 🤪.

“Show Us Your Boobs” 

I swear that’s what I heard the other day coming out of my tv in an ad for DJ Bouncing Beats and I was like “WTF?!? That’s a child’s toy saying that 😳?” Until I realized that it was show us your moves – but now I can’t unhear “show us your boobs” every time that commercial comes on 🤦‍♀️😆😆.

Link for reference: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CDXuXfK7a5s

It’s almost as bad as when I lived in Vegas and there was a commercial that advertised “the loosest sluts in town” or so I thought that’s what it said 😬.

I guess that’s what happens when you don’t pay attention during the commercial breaks 😆😆😆.

Anyone else willing to fess up to completely mishearing something that caused you to pause a moment? Anyone willing to admit any that are as bad or worse that my two admitted mishaps? 😁😁😁

Comments are open 😉.

Well, it’s been a hot minute, hasn’t it? I was planning on blogging last week but the road trip I had planned for the end of last week loomed large over me. Traveling is stressful! And stress really hampers my writing at times, so here I am asking for forgiveness from peace-ing out on blogging last week 😁.

So, let’s talk a little about my trip. I had a wedding to attend in Buffalo, NY on Saturday the 8^th. I left on the South Carolina on Thursday the 6^th and returned on the 9^th, driving instead of flying, which sounded like a good idea at the time 😆😆😆. 

Actually, the drive was quite lovely and very scenic. And it was the first time I had road tripped in almost 4 years. Hell, it’s the first time I had left the state for “vacation” in four years 😬. I really need to get out more 😜. But driving through NC, WV, PA and a little of NY was beautiful because of the fall weather and I highly recommend the trip – just maybe take more time with it 😉.

A lot of people questioned my sanity for taking on a 740-mile trek on my own, driving straight through both ways. But I love driving trips 💜. The only challenge for me is the last hour or two hours when your soooo close, yet soooo far away at the same time. And, if truth be told, it is exhausting 🥱. Who new sitting in a car for 12 hours could be so tiring – I mean you’re just sitting?!? 😆😆 But I made there and back safe and sound, spending way less than if I had flown, rented a car and a room 💰💰💰💰 (yes, even with bundling 😉).

But I have been paying the price since I have returned. Yesterday morning, I had to roll myself to the edge of the bed and swing my legs over the side so that I could lever myself into a sitting position. Then it took a few more minutes to stand 😮. The fatigue was real y’all! And I am still feeling the effects today – SSSSIIIIGGGHHH (patented and dramatic 😁😁). Hence the I am Spud. And I will probably continue to be a 🛋🥔 for the next few days. 

As for the wedding itself, I will only say that my two favorite parts were watching my dad walk his granddaughter (my niece) down the aisle and the Bride/brother dance to the tune of Lean on Me chosen by the bride’s brother 🥰🥰.  And of course, seeing my niece and nephew, both of whom I haven’t laid eyes on in years.

That’s a taste of my little adventure. As the fog lifts from my sleepy brain, I will share a few insights I gained about myself this trip. Stay tuned….

Love and hugs, Spud

The Good: For those who’ve been following along, I was having some gynecological concerns that required an ultrasound, which was performed two weeks ago. I got a copy of the test results and from what I could glean (after googling a bunch of terms 😆), everything was good. I had my follow-up with my gynecologist, and she confirmed my suspicions – no detectable issues 🍾🥂. We decided I would stick with the medication I was on, as it seems to be working, and re-evaluate at my annual appointment in December. YAY ME 🎉!

The Bad: Remember that bill I was fighting over because the doctor mis-labeled my appointment type, so my blood work wasn’t covered. Well, I lost that battle 😡. But not before the second-tier investigator forgot to inform me via their messaging system that they found me libel and it was sent to collections 😮!!! Now to some people, collections is no big deal, but when I say I have NEVER had a bill go to collections, no lie is detected (it’s the small things I take pride in 😉). Fortunately, the billing department for the medical center re-called it when I had not received any resolution notification. Yet the very next day, they tell me I owe the money! Now I’m pissed off and annoyed, so I call billing yet again and this young lady was quite helpful. She pulled the account and told me that the second-tier investigation also found be libel for the bill, but she could get me a 30% discount saving me $50. At that point, I just tagged out and paid it. Now I can wipe my hands of that place going forward.

The Weird: Back at my gynecologist office…. So, each appointment they tell me I have a $60 co-pay, which is usually reserved for specialist. Now, while gynecology is a specialty, it is also primary/essential care for woman and I thought the co-pay would be $40, except for the ultrasound situation, which also had a  $66 balance on top of the $60 co-pay (jeez billing turnaround time has gotten really efficient 😬). And when I got my EOB from the first of the three appointments, it says co-pay $40. I bring this up to the office at my appointment (3 of 3) yesterday and they said insurance was listing my co-pay at $60 and to call billing (dear god not billing again😱). I get home and pull up my account with that doctor’s office to check the balance and find that they applied $20 from my appointment number one to the ultrasound balance, so it was $20 less. And since I probably overpaid for yesterday’s appointment, I’m hoping it will also be applied to the balance 🤞. But that is a problem for another day, probably tomorrow 🙄. Seriously, though these “corporate” hospital systems are going to be the death of me 😵 🤪.

As always, I share because if I can’t laugh at the ridiculousness in my life and let you all laugh along with me, what can we laugh about 😁?

I can’t believe I am making this type of post twice, less than a year apart 😔.

Let me first say, I have loved all of my animals equally and with all of my heart. But for two of my babies – my dog Storm, who passed years ago, and my horse Sabre – I knew in my soul those two were meant to be mine. It was love at first sight with both of them. Those two had my heart in a way I cannot express.

And this past weekend, I said goodbye to a part of my heart because I had to have my beautiful Sabre put to sleep 💔💔💔💔💔💔.

The details aren’t important. It was a decision made with the help of her vet, who has taken such good care for her these past 9 years. I just thought I had more time with her 😢.

I was told she transitioned peacefully. No, I wasn’t present, my vet recommended that I stay away and after reading about the ways an owner could be traumatized, I agreed to let her and my horse border handle it. Plus witnessing the death of two pets in one year is a lot.

I said my goodbyes the day before, taking our final pictures. She was a beauty 😍.

So, this may be the only post this week because it’s been hard to keep the waves of grief at bay.

Even though it was the right decision, making that decision that sucks no matter how you slice it.