I Call This One “Ant On Paper”

August 22, 2012

Seriously.  Maybe if this kid could stay well for more than a few days at a time I could get something done.  And maybe WRITE SOMETHING.  He has been sick four times since July 1, and I’ve decided that being away from other viral children is actually what is making him sick.

IT IS TIME FOR SCHOOL.

Before we both crawl out of our skins with insanity.  Because he doesn’t like staying home any more than I like for him to.

Send wine.

*sigh*

Omg, hold on.  I feel a bug crawling in my hair.

*silence*

…And, it just jumped to a paper on my desk.

Yes.  It is, indeed, another ant.

Can someone please tell me what about my head/hair attracts ants so I can change it?

Btw, I have stopped individually copyrighting my blog pictures.  Because who wants to steal a picture of an ant on paper?

*hmph*

When I was a kid I always wanted to sell “stuff” and make money.  I thought I would be the next neighborhood entrepreneur.  Since making lemonade was too hard and actually had a negative return, I tried selling paper.  Literally.  Pieces of paper that I tried to sell as handmade “stationery”.

I made about twenty-five cents.

I’ll bet if I put this picture of an ant on paper onto a canvas I could sell it for a thousand dollars.

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4 Responses to I Call This One “Ant On Paper”

  1. Abby on August 23, 2012 at 4:09 am

    I think you’re really onto something, as the ant could represent man’s eternal struggle to survive being just one small seemingly insignificant being in a world dominated by giants…or that you need to call the bug guy.

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  2. Elly Lou on August 24, 2012 at 10:20 am

    A horde of ants found the cat food last night. This morning I went to fill the bowl and it was boiling with ants. Vomit.

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    So annoying. We had a ton of ants in our old place, especially this time of year. I’m not sure that “my” ants are of the same origin.

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  3. A Daddy of Very Little Brain | The Sweetest on May 17, 2013 at 5:22 am

    […] As a result of listening to Pooh stories for weeks on end he has taken to speaking in a formal manner, using phrases like, “I should think blah blah blah” or “Daddy, you don’t know about blah blah because you are of very little brain.”  Sometimes he throws in a proper English accent, which is a welcome delight in my life that is full of dirty laundry and poop and bugs.  And I’m not just talking about the ants. […]

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