Every Day

Ive got a few stories to update y'all on. Enjoy: A few nights ago I got up to use the bathroom and ice my no-see-um bites. The cats came in to give me company and then the little lady kitty had her eyes on something in the shower. I follow her gaze to see a HUGE cockroach. I nock the cockroach down, Im not killing it, Ill leave that job to the cats. I probably watched them bat around this cockroach for 5 minutes before lady crunched it in her mouth and carried it away. I knew it wasn't dead yet, but the cats had it under control... Wednesday was ladies night again. Ambers dude, Darren made it back on island after being away for 5 months so we decided we needed to celebrate. So, Ty, Amber, Darren and I went into Red Hook. We had a nice evening dancing and talking. Then it was time to take the dingy back. Darren was manning the front, Amber was driving. It was super windy so on our way over and we were getting splashed by the huge waves. We made it to the dock right as Ambers...

So based on the title, y'all know this is going to be about a creepy, crawly, insect that everybody hates (except for maybe entomologists). I love my small little critters, and think they're quite fascinating, but the blattodea family has always given me the creeps if I meet them free-ranging in my own house. The small little guys gross me out but if they escape, my brain just automatically assumes that they have vanished from my house. The big guys however... They. Must. Die. So last night Im getting ready for bed in the bathroom. Im about to wash my face when I look onto my shelf and notice something that resembles a black hair sticking up and waving about behind some of my things. I change my view and notice that its the antennae of a large cockroach. This sucker was probably 2 inches long (not including antennae). Immediately I yell "eeeahhh! Help!" I run to the bedroom where Ty looks up at me with raised eyebrows from behind his iPad with a look on his face lik...