GOT BUGS?!

Why yes indeedy. I do in fact, have bugs. Let me preface this with the fact that I keep my house fairly clean. Aside from various matchbox cars, tank-engines, and a Nintendo gamecube that resides in the middle of my living-room floor, the main areas are somewhat tidy. (disclaimer: All juvenile domains i.e. bedrooms, are outside the guaranteed cleanliness perimeters - enter at your own risk.) I am somewhat picky about my kitchen, and I clean out my cupboards every few months and I even line them with contact paper. Mee Soo Tideey.
So, the other day when I saw 2 teensy brown beetles in my living-room window sill, I thought, hmm. they must be coming in from outside. I mean, I did recently spend most of the day with the front door wide open due to Someones Norwegian Grandfather. When I noticed a few more beetles in another window sill, I still didn't think much of it. But last night while watching our evening episode of CSI, DysdHubby reached over and said "hey look, a hitch-hiker" And sure enough, there was yet ANOTHER tiny little brown beetle making it's way through a forest of my mans arm hair. Now I was irritated. Climb on my window sill, no problemo. Climb on my HUSBAND, and you're messing with the wrong housewife. Upon closer inspection I noted that these things LOOKED like some type of pantry *weevil*. OH NICE. So I got on the internet and did a quick search, and discovered that I have "warehouse weevils". Oh and did I mention that it's not really a good idea to do a search on creepy crawly things right before you are going to BED? Needless to say, I got up bright and early to start tearing my entire kitchen apart, trying to figure out where these little buggers were coming from. Then I found them. I had forgotten about a big box of dried soup mix I had put in a bottom cupboard. It was like a 5 Star Weevil Resort. Hundreds of beetles, sprawled out in their tiny little hammocks, sipping on tiny little umbrella drinks.


I KILLED THEM ALL. EVEN THE WOMEN AND CHILDREN.