>> Monday, November 20, 2006
Tonight, I walked into the kitchen and there was ANOTHER centipede on the floor. This time about a 4.5 incher.
I stepped back, quickly.
Yelled to my nephew.
He came in, with a shoe, and proceeded to beat the crap out of it. He is my hero. (I told him that I'd campaign that he be un-grounded for his report card since he killed the bug for me. He said, "Seriously? Thanks, Aunt K.")
Friends, I'm <----------> this close to moving back to Ohio. These bugs are ridic.