Insects.

So, as I was bathing tonight, after the first douse of water over my body; I was ready to soap up, when one large-winged-insect flew out of my bath sponge just prior to using it. Scared the crap out of me.

For the most part I’m used to interacting with the many insects that are very much a part of my daily life here, but, ha…. I guess I look forward to the day when there will be less interacting with them. No offense, as I know they are a large part of the food chain… but seriously…they always seem to be into something!

Just this morning, what I thought was a black binder clip lying on the floor (this is me without my eye-glasses on yet) turned out to be a cock-roach lying on its back (me with my spectacles on). Ha, I’m glad I didn’t step on it. The best part was, when I actually got the dustpan and broom, ready to start my morning sweep of the house, and I took the broom to it and it turned out to be Alive. I thought it looked dead, but nope. I guess it was asleep or something. In fact, it was probably rather upset with me for waking it up before 7:30am. At least that’s what the body language of its antennae seemed to be telling me. Sigh. I said ‘tough luck cookie, the damn wedding music woke me up at 5am, so into the dustpan you go.’ Swept him up and dumped him in my flowerbed outside, where moments later, Will saw a very small lizard eating the very same roach (one that seemed far too small to be attempting this very cock-roach for breakfast)…and pointed it out to me. I took a quick glance … and the lizard had the cockroach’s body engulfed in its mouth in a manner I’d compare it with someone sticking their entire fist in their mouth, but just can’t quite fit it all in. But in no way was this lizard going to turn back now ‘must press on’ he thinks ‘must press on, almost finished’. I stared at it for a few more seconds and then walked away and went on with my sweeping.

Then this afternoon, I had some free time so I met Will at a shop in town to have a coconut. We bought a snack of some sort of dried peas with a coating on them (we thought they were going to be wasabi peas, but to our disappointment [which happens many-a-time after purchasing dried/snack goods that are in another language we can’t read] they were not wasabi… nonetheless a decent crunchy snack to accompany our coconuts). I then later bought a packet of some sort of chocolate cake. I don’t know why I still continue to fall for it or get my hopes up that ‘maybe THIS time it’ll be something good’…but if something says chocolate on it – I usually have a hard time not giving it a chance. Anyway- it was an individually packaged, chocolate cake of sorts and on the illustration it also showed two nice looking chocolate covered candies (which I’m not sure why they put those on the packaging, as there was nothing of the sort on the inside of the bag), and also on the box, a nice looking chocolate cake sort of thing with a layer of chocolate frosting in the middle (……the graphic designer [me] is fooled again by the packaging. I still don’t know how this happens. Sigh.) I took a closer look at the individual package and on the back, it said something along the lines of the company being from some place in CA, so I thought to myself… ‘Well that’s at least some sort of a positive….right? The US of A knows chocolate right?’ Well, I didn’t read the fine print of where it was actually made and or distributed until it was too late. So I opened it, and was immediately disappointed in the size, texture and looks of the thing. Nonetheless, I continued to take my first bite, thinking to myself “Well, ya bought the thing, now you gotta eat it. Must not let food waste in this country and you should really know better anyways. I mean really, Stephanie, when have you ever been delighted by anything chocolate that you purchased in your town’s local market? When are you going to learn?” Then, mid-chew, I noticed several ants roaming around in the packaging AND in the cake.

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This is not a new phenomenon for me…the whole ants in the food scene. I’ve had my fair share of losing battles with ants, but, I mean SERIOUSLY, how do those guys get in there?

I didn’t want to create a fuss, as I know how difficult it is to keep ants out of things; but I did tell the shop-owner of the ants in the cake and I was just happy that he didn’t charge me for the thing.

Anyway, that about wraps up all there was today regarding me and the insect world. Soon enough, I’ll be able to crawl into bed and tuck in my mosquito net all around me where I’ll be safe and sound from all those evil insects, all night long (at least until tomorrow morning that is).