The good aunt left today, only to be replaced by the bad ants that came later. In Midwestern lingo ant and aunt sound the same. All of my aunts are or were on the eastern seaboard. They are linguistically easy to distinguish from insects, not so my Midwestern in-laws. The good Aunt Jane left today, first to be replaced by my mother and father-in-law, Bubs and Horsey, but then by the Carpenters.
We’ve only just begun to live
White lace and promises
A kiss for luck and we’re on our way
We’ve only begun
No not those Carpenters, carpenter ants. Bubs noticed the first one, and then they seemed to be boiling out of the walls and worst of all in Bubs and Horsey bedroom and to think that I bothered to sweep. I had never seen such a bloom of carpenter ants, so I didn’t know what they were at first. This was the last thing that any of us needed to deal with, but that’s Mother Nature for you. I suggested using the vacuum to suck up those little bastards and I got credit for this rather successful intermediary tactic, even though I had copied it by proxy from Bubs. Anne had always told me that whenever we had ants in the house, her mother would use a vacuum cleaner to suck them up.