Not a lot has happened this past week, so this is a boring post.
I can share a few pictures with you guys. Apparently summer time in Kansas City is also a place of Bugsville (aka centipedes and rolly polly's). I remember seeing some rolly polly's last year when we first moved here, but not to this extent. I have no idea how to spell the name, and I have no idea what they're really supposed to be called, but you should have an idea of what kind of bug I'm talking about.
Well, our little centipede's and rolly polly friends decided our apartment would be a fun place to hang out. It. is. disgusting.
To get a better idea of what kind of picture I'm about to share, I should explain how our apartment works. We live on the second floor, and when you walk through the front door, there's a small area before you walk up the steps to our apartment.
I noticed when I was coming home from work one day that there were a few dead rolly pollys near our shoe bins at the front entrance. I got brave and moved the shoe bins outside, and HOLY COW we had a real rolly polly farm of dead bugs. Prepare yourself for what you're about to see.....
Disgusting. Embarrassing. Sad. Poor bugs.
I cleaned it up and Ryan called to have an exterminator come out. They came the next day and sprayed, and then all of a sudden we found centipedes crawling ALL OVER our apartment. I think Ryan killed about 20 of them just walking around the carpet. AHHH! I'm still finding little dead centipedes around the house, and I'm not a fan.
Where the heck do we live?
On top of all of these small bugs around the apartment, I found a REALLY BIG spider as I was walking Zoe one night. I almost stepped on it and had a heart attack. I've never seen something so big before, and I know why it's hanging out around our complex. This spider has plenty of bugs to eat.
Check it out:
I wouldn't get any closer to it than this. You can get an idea of how big it was compared to the sidewalk. Yuck.
In other Hibbard news, Ryan has now found a new obsession with weather. He has every right to be paranoid and cautious since his dad lost his dealership from a tornado a while back, but oh my Ryan is instense.
I came home from work today and was about to get onto the computer, and I noticed he didn't have just 1 weather website pulled. Or 2. Or 3. Try FOUR different sites. At the same time he checks his phone AND watches the local weather channel. While he's multitasking with all of these things, he still finds a way to go into the bedroom and check the weather radio ever so often.
Hard proof of the obsession.
It's a good thing he's so concerned, because I wouldn't know if a storm was coming because I never check and definitely wouldn't lost any sleep if a storm came at night. We're getting hit pretty hard with a nasty thunderstorm right now.
If I write again soon, you'll know we've made it out of this storm alive! Wish us luck!