The Gingers are badly stuck in one! Boy Ginger goes to work every day, and comes home feeling tired and drained. He typically naps with the kitties, and eats his Nutrisystems, planning on being a good boy and going to bed early. But then Miss Ginger opens her bottle of pinot grigio, drinks the whole thing while playing "Bejeweled Blitz", and then they go to bed and wake up later than they should the next day. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. Ad nauseum. To the point of exhaustion!
Today Boy G decided to be industrious and powerwash the crud off the back porch. Here in Texas, green slime grows on any exterior concrete surface where moisture collects, both in the early spring and the early fall. (I'm betting the power washer was invented in South Texas!) Anyho, when he goes out to get started, he discovered the back side of the house, and the patio, and the deck, are covered with millions of these little tiny caterpillars! Miss G insisted that they not be killed, because she was SURE they would metamorphasize into GLORIOUS butterflies, but Boy G wasn't convinced. Those little shits couldn't ever have amounted to much of a butterfly, they were only about a quarter of an inch long! An exhaustive internet search revealed nothing, but Boy G pretty much convinced our girl they were moth larvae, so she allowed him to spray them with insecticide. Once the pests were gone, the powerwashing began, but it stopped suddenly when the pump froze up. Oye, vey! Off to Lowes for a new machine, and then back home to finish the job.
And that, dear 'snaps, is pretty much Miss G's excitement for the weekend! She has GOT to get out of this rut, but she really can 't even be bothered to go out in Houston! Her friends are all either married, distant, or alcoholism and overeating enablers, so calling them never seems like a good idea! So, she stays home with the kitties, plays on facebook, waits for people to update their blogs, and plots her next escape to NOLA or NYC. Oye! Just oye!