Displaced California girl deep in the heart of Houston.
Friday, June 8, 2007
I've written about the bugs in Texas before- but it must be something about the onset of summer that brings out the bug-a-phobia in me. Tonight, as I'm writing this- the lamp on the desk is on. Outside, behind the drawn blinds and the closed window- I hear this: SMACK! THUD! THUD! In normal places, you would hear the delicate little tap tap of moths fluttering against the glass. I've got pre-Jenny Craig Kirstie Alley moths trying to break down my window. If I'm not careful, they will carry away one of my children.