Last year, if you had asked me if I liked bugs, I would have told you my first car was a 1966 VW Beetle. This has been the most difficult transition for me in the country life. Between weird jumpy spiders, grass hoppers, cob webs between blades of grass and shy huge black spiders the size of a deck of cards and other oddities I didn't know exsisted
It has recently come to my attention that I hate bugs. Not all bugs. I like lady bugs and butterflies...dragonflies are ok when they aren't in my car or face. When I was a kid I used to capture caterpillars and my Granny would get wasp nests for me and I'd watch them grow in a jar
It's amazing the things that have started to bother me now that I consider myself a "grown up." We recently made a big move to the country. I love it. I mean, like, I think about it all day long like I think about lounging around in my pajama pants kinda of love it
It seems as if New Orleans has a long way to go to clean up after Hurricane Katrina.
New Orleans, where Sunday mornings on Bourbon Street look like a giant frat house after a kegger, has been crowned with the dubious honor of America's dirtiest city in a new survey.
