What a couple weeks its been. If you know me, you know how completely and utterly afraid of bugs I am.  So imagine my horror when I was cooking one day & I pulled open the utensil drawer and a fat cockroach came running out.  My first thought was to call 911, my second thought was to start packing cause im moving.  I grabbed the phone and called Magno begging him to come home but there was no way he could leave work.  So I called the neighbor and he was able to come over and pull out all the drawers and search all over, but that big fat roach was nowhere to be found.  So I sat in complete terror until 7 when magno got home knowing that it was going to be a long month.  Roaches are no joke and unfortunately I know that first hand from our first apartment.  The next day, I had planned to be out of the house all day because I was scared to death.  That changed when Kramer started shaking & acting really sick.  So I spent the whole day at home with him trying to make him comfortable while keeping my eyes peeled for bugs.  It was miserable.  I finally was able to get him to the vet where he was diagnosed wtih tummy troubles, thank god nothing bad! 

That night, we spent the night moving all our furniture and belongings to the center of each room so the exterminator could come the next day.  It was chaos, I wanted to cry.  A clean home is my sanity so that was completely taken away, with my sanity.  The next morning the apartment was sprayed and me and kramer packed up and took off to my moms house for the weekend.  The weather matched my mood too...dark, gloomy, and more hail!

So naturally I had to make my favorite mexican soup

That weekend came and went & we got back into the house to straighten up.  We found 1 dead roach, and I hoped it was the one that was in the kitchen.  For whatever reason, I was naive & got back into the kitchen that night and got to work, not really too scared.  We had to take out every single utensil, dish, cup, pan, and everything in the kitchen, and wash it, so it was quite the process too.  But the hot sunny weather cheered me up and we even made it to dland one day.

The next day was back to reality, magno had to go back to work and I was left at home cleaning up the disaster that was now our home.  Not even an hour before Magno left for work, I went into the kitchen and a huge, fat, disgusting  beastly, cockroach came running towards me.  Luckily, I had bought some raid the day before so I grabbed that and sprayed it for at least one minute straight until it finally died.  That was the longest minute of my life!!!! I was scared to death but knew if i didnt kill it, it would just run a muck all over the house.  I was shaking and almost in tears, so I dropped everything and packed up again and spent the next full work week at my moms house.  Yes, thats how absolutely terrified I am of those horrible creatures. Kramer didnt mind because it was still summer weather, so he got some good fluffy lovin time in and of course some dirt rollin'.

It was awful to have to sit at my moms house all week knowing how much laundry needed to be done, and how much cooking and cleaning needed to be done, and how we would have to re wash every single dish we own. TORTURE!! all while knowing that there could be more bugs running around.  We contacted our landlord to see if someone else was having problems because maybe that would explain why we've been here 3 years and never had this problem before.  He said its typical this time of year and that they come in from the drains so that we need to plug those up and pour vinegar down them every night.  Yeah, thats not annoying.  So anyways by friday night i was feeling so worn out and we decided to stay in for a low key date night.  I've never seen a bug in the living room so I was ok with being in there while watching tv and eating a to go steak dinner:)

We didnt see any more bugs that night but I was still scarred from seeing the first 2 in my kitchen of all places.  Saturday came and so did another mortgage test for magno..he passed with a 92 this time.  He passes all of them with pretty high scores so that was no surprise.  We also hosted fight night, because its magnos favorite thing and I knew i had to try to get back to normal life.  I didnt want to be in the kitchen but had to be, so i wore gloves almost the entire time and quickly moved around like a crack head trying to get out of there ASAP! I was able to whip up some delicious chocolate cake with frosting from scratch and some good ole' mexican food for the dudes. 

Sunday morning I was glad to get to leave again to go to my parents house for my dads bday brunch.  It was also St pattys day so of course I dressed the part and magno followed along

My mom decorated according to theme, of course!

Then it was back home, to what I now call the roach motel.  I havent seen any, dead or alive, but I am still scared to death. Magno thinks I'm ridiculous, but Im not sure anyone could understand my fear. Plus im home alone 10 hours a day so Its not like I have a roach killer handy if I need one.  I pray that in time I can get over it and the longer i go without seeing any the easier it gets, but today is monday, almost 2 weeks later, and im still afraid to move in my own house. IT. SUCKS. The only thing that made this week a litter better was finding the pillow I've wanted for a long time 50% off at marshalls

and hanging the driftwood wreath i made at my moms house with the driftwood my dad smuggled home from his latest trip to WA. 

oh yeah, and the wonderful assistant i used at my november wedding sent me this....a huge wedding planning site used an image from the wedding I planned on thee venues page.  I was so excited!