Sunday, October 7, 2012

Bugs & A Pumpkin Patch Trip

One night, shortly after we had moved in to our home here in Michigan, I was about to pour some dishwasher detergent and start the dishwasher. I opened up the cupboard, and saw something kind of furry and brown sitting by the detergent. I couldn't tell what it was, it looked kind of like a ball of brown string, or straw, but I couldn't really tell cause it was too big to be either of those. I called Brett in to check it out and we both stared at it for a minute. Then he did the typical boy thing that all boys do when you find something questionable and very gross- he poked it. That's when we discovered that not only was this thing definitely NOT string or straw, but it was FAST! It was a freaking weird and nasty bug that scurried out of the cabinet and ran around the kitchen until Brett grabbed the nearest thing he could to throw on it, which happened to be a 10 pound sack of rice. (We had just gone to Costco that afternoon, and he asked if I really needed that much rice. Yes, yes I did, for two reasons, as luck would have it!) I went to bed hoping it was a fluke and that I'd never see a bug like that again. Sigh, so very, very wrong.
You can see where this is going, right? Giant, nasty, fast and horrifying bug that I don't ever want to see again? Dwells in the kitchen? Well, last week I went into my kitchen and was about to start doing the dishes when I saw the same kind of multi-legged horror waiting for me. Actually, he was stuck in the kitchen sink and couldn't crawl back up the slippery, flat sides. Cannot even tell you how glad I am he was contained. (By the way, all bugs, excepts for ladybugs, are male in my mind, just because.) Anyway, I went and got my camera so I could show people, misery loves company I guess. Ready for this?

I seriously get chills looking at this thing! Which end is it's head??? What the crap kind of devil-bug has no discernible head??? To give you an idea of how big it is, it's about as long as one of those big pink erasers. I realized that I was going to have to get it out of the sink, which made me whimper out loud. I called Brett, secretly hoping he would drop everything and come home and kill it for me, or at the very least, give me an idea of what to do. He didn't answer. :( Spiders I can handle, but these things give me full body shivers and I SOO didn't want to kill it myself. Alas, I told myself to suck it up and be an adult and just kill the headless, overly legged, probably evil sucker. I sprayed it with Windex, in hopes that that would kill it without me having to touch it, and it scuttled around the sink (*shiver*) until it stopped moving. So I grabbed a couple paper towels and thought I would just hold the garbage can next to the sink and brush the bug in with the other hand. Sounds simple, right? Well... I suppose I don't know my own panicky strength that I get from giant bug killing, that or he was extra slippery from the Windex, because when I tried to sweep him into the garbage can, I actually overshot and swept him right onto my arm that was holding the garbage can.
Oh the horror! I screamed like a little girl, dropped the garbage can, shook my arm off and did at least 6 full body shivers. The boys ran in to see what all the commotion was about and I screamed at them to stay out of the kitchen. They just said, "Ok," and then turned around and went back to watching whatever they were watching. I cleaned up the garbage and dead bug body, tied the bag all up and put it outside. Then I scrubbed my arm with strong detergent and hot water. Lots of times. 
I wish that was the last I've seen of these things, but since we've been here two months, and I've seen two of them, my guess is I'll have to come up with a better system for killing them. That or trap them under a jar until Brett gets home. :)

On Saturday morning, we saw some more giant bugs, but they were much less scary....

Brett went to some kind of team-building day with his co-workers and they went through a corn maze at this farm. He came home with a big pumpkin and said it was the kind of place that the boys would like, so we decided to take them and told them they could pick out their own pumpkins. They kept trying to lift up the one that Brett brought home, but it was too heavy for them. Brandon kept trying to lift it and would look at me with a panicked little face and say, "MOM! It's too HEB-EEE!" They were excited to get some pumpkins they could lift without assistance.

We wandered around and looked at the pretty scenery:

It was pretty cold that day. Poor Jason kept grabbing my hand and saying, "Oh Mom! Please hold my freeeezing little hands!" We saw a tiny petting zoo that had a couple peacocks, (one of them was white, and also camera shy :( ), a goat, some chickens, and some cats. The boys liked the animals, mostly the cats though:

Jason's legs are actually flailing in this picture, he really didn't want to pet the goat :)

Then we went and saw all the different varieties of pumpkins and gourds they had available. I never realized there were so many kinds of pumpkins! I figured there were maybe 3- the tiny ones that fit in your hand, the ones you carve on Halloween, and the ones used for delicious, delicious pie-making. Nope! There's definitely more than 3. I was fascinated with how different and pretty pumpkins could be. Who knew?!? 

These gourds remind me of Veggie Tales characters.

This is an "apple gourd" that Brett was modeling for me.  Looks like a giant apple! (The gourd, not Brett :))

White pumpkins, they have a name, but I don't remember it...

I got to take this little cutie home with me.

These ones are the size of seat cushions. 

After we went home, we watched as much Conference as we could watch with two toddlers. It was really hard to hear most of the talks, but it was nice to hear the Prophets and feel the Spirit nonetheless! 
I'm hoping the pumpkins we brought home last for longer than a week, they've already broken the stems off of two of the pumpkins.
 Brett said that the people at the farm mentioned the pumpkins last much longer if you don't put them on cement, so we'll be keeping his in the kitchen for awhile....which will work out nicely should I encounter any more giant bugs that need smashing with something big and heavy! :)


  1. Loved the story :) Also, love your cute clothes. Will you shop for me? That would be great.

  2. Picture of you with the white pumpkin, so cute. Now, I bring you my local midwest expert, Jordan whom I read this post to and we were both laughing a lot (he definitely appreciates your sense of humor :))

    Jordan: What you ran into there was a house centipede. Growing up we had them in our house allll the time. Them suckers are fast and ugly. They get really big too. We call them wiggies. We'd have to buy the big gas bug bombs for our house. You just have to leave the house for a few hours. They work great. The really gross thing about wiggies is, if you kill them, their legs still move. Ewww. Oh, and they eat human babies!

  3. I am envious that your little ones had cold noses and freezing hands. We went to the park two days ago for the first time since we've moved here because it has been so hot.