Mosquito morning....

I don't know about other parts of the country, but here in Florida we are inundated with mosquitoes. They have taken up residence in hubby's garage, which means that trying to get from the car to the kitchen is equivalent to being dive bombed by Pappy Boyington's black sheep squadron. You wouldn't believe the battle wounds my family has.

So, after my room mother meeting this morning, I went to the store and purchased some mosquito spray with deet. There were only about 5 cans left on the shelf, so I assume I am not the only one with this problem. I came home and as usual, the door to the kitchen was covered with the flying menaces....so I got out my trusty can and started spraying, complete with bomb dropping sound effects. I was having a grand time, aiming and shooting my stream of liquid death when I suddenly thought, you know, maybe I shouldn't be breathing all this in....I managed to put the lid on the can and get into the house just before things got too hazy. I was rather dizzy for a moment, but I had a car full of groceries and I knew I had to go back out. So, like the brave soldier I am (or idiot, take your pick), I took a deep breath and ran outside, through the cloud of repellant to get my things. The first trip was ok, the second was harder. I really was getting light headed, so I decided to grab all six bags at once. Amazingly I made it through, although as I'm sitting here I still feel a bit giddy....

Last night wee one and I went searching for a poodle skirt costume. She was invited to a sock hop tonight, and she insisted on having the proper atire. We went to several stores and actually found the costume....however it was a size 4-6x, which was not going to work. While at the store today I found the same thing, in the same size. So....I went over to the accessories department and bought a pink nylon scarf for her hair, and we will just do the rolled up jeans, ponytail, bobby sock look. I wanted to go to Payless and get her some saddle shoes....but I decided against it. Although knowing wee one, she would have been thrilled with them, and would have worn them to school every day. I rememberhaving a pair in elementary school and hating them. And I always thought the soles looked like big erasers....

Right now I have to look up directions to wee ones birthday party tomorrow. I have no idea where this place is....somewhere over the "big bridge". I think I'll go as a taxi driver for Halloween....I know I'll get plenty of use out of that costume!