Saturday, September 06, 2008
Ants, ants, ants!
At least they're not the big red ones that bite; rather the tiny black ones that seem to be able to get through cracks that are invisible to the naked eye. I'm pretty much convinced our house was built on an ant hill, and rather then moving on the ants thought it was a bit of an upgrade to the neighborhood loaded with enticing things to eat. Until the last week or so the ants weren't that big a factor, though Jen gets freaked when she sees a couple. We've vacuumed a zillion or so and they keep on coming. We heard that cinnamon repelled them, and for a while it seemed to work, but now they just walk across the trails bold as can be. Ah, well!