RANTS

When I was 4 I couldn't say words that started with vowels.  I always added a consonant sound to the beginning.  I would swim in the lotion and I would step on rants...

Speaking of RANTS...

My son got an ant farm for his birthday.  Luckily for the mother who gave it to us, we lost the card and don't know her name.

The ants don't come with it because they would die.  So you have to actually go ORDER ants online.  The ants are free but they cost $5 to ship.  So in addition to giving me household pests to celebrate my son's birthday, MYSTERY MOTHER also cost me five bucks.  

This present is not as good as it must have seemed in the store.  Also, I REALLY wish I knew who it was so I could give her one for her son's birthday.

Also, IRONY: My tenants called to complain on the day I ordered the ants that their apartment was infested with, you guessed it, ANTS.  So I spent $9 on Ant traps and $5 on ants on the same day.  I should have just driven to Boston, rounded up my own damn ants and saved myself $14.

But here's where it gets weird.

I LOVE those ants.  Life has been hectic and I feel like there's no time to rest but I could sit and watch those ants for HOURS.  They work so hard and get so much done even though there doesn't really appear to be any rhyme or reason to their efforts and they keep bumping into each other.

Seriously, the kids and I are FASCINATED.  I'm actually thinking about buying an add on.  You can check them out here.

Also, I'm in New  York this week until Thursday.  I'm taking CRAZY photos and will post them later in the week.  Hoping to run tomorrow but I'm nowhere near anyplace good to run.  I will keep you posted.  

P.S. I was obviously stressed last week and not happy.  By no coincidence I had also not been running much.  Some lovely ladies reminded me that endorphins are a natural high so I ran this weekend and seduced my husband and I'm feeling much better now. (So is he.)  Thank heaven for internet friends.

 

Comments

[J]

Ewwwww... re: ants... So happy that you are bucking up though!!

[Margaret]

I think my sister would kill me if I got the nephew an ant farm. If only because he likes to take things apart.

[Lori]

I have a friend that gave my kids an ant farm....I told them to dig outside for the ants because I wasn't paying for them to be shipped when I have a million in my yard, lol. Needless to say the ant farm is still antless.

[M]

Who calls the landlord for ants? That completely blows my mind.

[John]

The same endorphins are released from orgasms as from running - they're just released differently. Following one by the other will always leave you feeling good for days.

I remember wanting an Ant Farm growing up, but never getting one because my mother was not allowing ants in her house. But, I know I would catch myself watching them for hours. Once my kids are old enough to convince themselves that spilling the ants out of the ant farm would be a good idea, I'll be getting one.

Also? I can watch fish swim around for hours on end . . . the more stressed I am, the more fascinated I am by our underwater friends.

[Jester Queen]

Oh god. My Mom wanted an ant farm the whole time I was a kid. Waaaanted it. And I was having nunna. My niece (being raised by Mom) is finally the child with my mother's outdoor heart. They went out and bought an ant farm together - seriously - as a reward for accomplishing a mutual goal. And they tell me about the fucking ANTS EVERY TIME I CALL. AAAARGH

[Marta]

Okay we got the same gift. I think its animal planet or something. I have not however sent in for the ants. And we got this for Christmas. There's a crack in the little plastic thing and I'm pretty sure the ants will escape and attack me.

[Lady Grinning Soul]

Rants are strangely and interestingly hypnotic…