Ant-i-tude

I had back to back meetings and was taking my time getting ready so I would not arrive rushed, flushed and dizzy. I slipped into the closet and chose a bold navy and white striped nautical looking shirt. Next I chose my pressed white Capri pants. Then I stopped in horror. There were about 48 ants crawling all over my pants. I threw them to the ground and just stared at them. I looked back at my other clothes and ants were all over them as well. I started pulling them all off the hangers one by one and dropping them on the floor. Then it hit me the ants were probably dropping to the ground as I dropped the clothes. I delicately picked them up and ran for the door throwing on the porch. Back inside I just started grabbing hangers and running.  I stopped to look at my shirt which I had laid on the bed after choosing it from the other side of the closet. I picked it up and there it was an ant. Out it went. My next thought was .... What am I going to wear? It seemed everything was ant infested. 

                                Little Bastards

Panic again consumed me. I ended up dressed for yoga class. As I rushed to get my sandals out of the box what did I discover? Ants!!! All over my sandals,  8 pair of sandals plus the box they were all housed in. Outside it went. I grabbed bug sprayed and coated the carpet in my closet because after smashing over 30 with tissue and flushing them I was upping my battle plan. I then sprayed the porch, heavily and started shaking out my sandals into the pool of poison. This just could not get worse. Now I am running late and very fussed up. Just as I pulled into the parking lot I got a text from my associate who was also running late. YEAH!!!!!

Meeting did not go as planned because one person failed to show and even to notify that she was not showing so what should have been simple became complicated and we had to adjust the game plan. (For the third time for me that day!) We waited for 30 minutes for her which in turn had me late for my next appointment. Is today Monday? 

I have an event tonight. Let's see if that goes well......

I am spending my Friday washing everything in my closet. 

Oh and by the way my ant tale made for some amusing conversation at my event last night. 

Springfield's Grannies

Are girls between the ages of 17 and 26 not allowed to handle a vacuum? Is it illegal? Health advisory warnings for them? Is this what they teach the boys in that separate class scenario? Vacuum 101-b.

Last night as I was doing some late night mall walking (yes I did this) I came across three stores that had closed their gates and inside were girls attempting to vacuum. One barely had 2 fingers touching the dreadful thing and a look on her face that was a combination of disgust and terror. Another was sliding it along in slow motion, Matrix style. I expected to see the Mr. Smiths standing somewhere in the store. Me I drive that machine like I am shifting gears on the track in Monte Carlo. Zoooooom.....

It was grandma fest at the theater today. I went to see Ricki and The Flash

 and so did they. They must have all been Rick Springfield fans back in the day.

I went to enjoy the Mother child conflicts.

One lady was parked up on the back row saving seats for all her crew. Ok ...Ok... I only need three myself so I can make a couch, chill grandma!! In front of her there were three giggly grannies. Another was coming up the stairs trying to find her way to them in the darkened auditorium. Instead of calling her name loudly they one by one turned on their phones like little beacons and started waving them. Granny number 4 found harbor. The lights all went out as they greeted each other. The leader of the group spotted Shirley and again the beacons of light came on and Shirley safely reached the harbor. This went on for 3 more grannies. The last one sliding into her seat right as the movie started. So adorable!! I like my solitary life but how comforting to know that there is a group looking out for you.

Horatio was at the 7-11 store. There was not much other activity. Was he the last of the Crime Scene crew to leave or was there something else happening?  Not wanting him to turn his head, lower his sunglasses and ask me what I was doing there I drove on.  Then it all came together as I rolled on down the road. It was 109 outside and you could get a free Big Gulp

with the purchase of a hot-dog.

Don't stay thirsty my friends!