I think I just lost a week of my life to homeschooling, doctors appointments, and cooking.
Oh, ya, that is my life!
No pretending…I don’t even have anything semi-intelligent to talk to you about today. Lets blame it on the fact that I am taking a combination of antihistamines that all make me drowsy. Yes, that sounds like a good enough excuse to me. The brain fog just hasn’t yet lifted this morning.
While I am waiting for the morning fog to burn off, let’s discuss bedbugs. Shall we?
There’s a plague in New York. It’s a bug and it’s overshadowing the cock-a-roach. That’s pretty impressive considering roaches outnumber humans in New York. The latest and greatest plague to hit the streets is the bedbug. Yes, you heard me correctly. I said BEDBUG!
For most of my life, I thought the bedbug was fictional…sleep tight don’t let the bedbugs bite. I felt confident this sing-song nighttime ritual was steeped in nothing more than a parents desire to scare the happy thoughts from their children’s moppy little heads. I lived the first 34 years of my life confident in the fact that bedbugs were made-up creatures that were no more threat than the boogeyman.
Hello. My name is Tricia, and I am here to tell you that the bedbug is a real, vicious monster lurking under your sheets, and waiting to bite you until you bleed, crying uncle at the top of your lungs.
That’s what I’ve heard anyway. I don’t have bedbugs.
Hardly a day passes that I don’t read about a bedbug article in the papers, hear something on the television, or get a second/third/fourth-hand account of actual terror. Bedbugs have been found in The Empire State Building, Bloomingdale’s, new mattresses right from the store, and of course, countless homes. They are at the opera (those suckers are cultured), the movie theaters, the hotels, and the fitting rooms.
No place is safe!
My daughter asked me if we had bedbugs where we live. Not yet, but we are too closely connected to NYC to not get them eventually. She then asked if Maine had bedbugs, and suggested we move back. She may be on to something.
In order to prevent these rabid beasts from entering my home, I refuse to shop thrift until they are eradicated. I’m also making my mother strip on our front porch next time she visits. Then, I will burn her clothes. Sorry mom.
For the record, my mother doesn’t have bedbugs, but better to be safe than sorry!
Here are some facts about bedbugs you wish you never knew…
- Bedbugs feed solely on the blood from warm-blooded animals.
- They are parasites
- Eggs are the size of a spec of dust and not visible to the naked eye.
- Bedbugs are generally only active at night.
- Their peek attack period is about an hour before dawn.
- They can hide in flooring cracks, furniture, and beds.
- Bedbug bites are terrible and are often the first sign of infestation.
Go see photos HERE. If. You. Dare.