are we back in africa??
i really like our new apartment. it's definitely an upgrade from the kitchen-less pillbox in the sky we called home in hong kong (my new appliances are totally righteous); however, we keep getting a lot of unwanted visitors. one of the first things matt told me upon my arrival at our new home last week was not to worry about the big garden spiders. um, right. then the other night when fox woke up for a feed, i noticed a big black beetle-like dude (i refuse to believe it was a cockroach) chillin' on my nightstand. five minutes later, a small spider wanted in on the breastmilk and dropped in on one of its threads. last night a freakishly large swarm of blood-sucking mosquitos was hovering over my patio (which, incidentally, is the only place in our apartment where i get cellphone service). that was one breed of vermin i was hoping to escape from our last texas apartment, but it looks like our problem just got exponentially bigger. whenever i see mosquitos, my hypochondriatic sirens start wailing. and finally, it looks like one of charlotte's daughters has set up shop in my window -- big ol' nasty black spider with a web to boot. i fully expect the web to sprout a "some pig" at any minute.
while telling some friends of our invasion, they informed us that our apartment complex is camped on top of an old swamp bed from the dirty trinity river. super. so it looks like we are the unwanted visitors.