Hello to all my peeps out there! You guys crack me up! I feel so loved! :blush: So here is my ending to the bat escapade:

I have to admit, when my dear husband brought home the Beebe gun on loan from his boss, I was a bit skeptical – well, first I was anxious, then I was skeptical. “I had a Beebe gun all of my life growing up as a kid.â€? He assured me. Then I remembered the story of him shooting at the paperboy when he was a teenager. (It was justified he assured me) and then I thought about the phrase ‘growing up as kid’ and I decided I was anxious again. Read the rest of this entry »

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Infested. That is the only word that can be used in a situation like this. My vacation almost over, my husband and I had gotten into the habit of staying up ‘till four in the morning watching movies. Saturday night I’m tired and cranky by the time I make it to bed, only to be woken up a mere hour later by a husband dressed in sweats, a blanket over his head and brandishing a broom. “We have a problem.â€? He says. Read the rest of this entry »

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