Lovebugs

Last year when I moved here, around August, these random little bugs showed up that I had never seen before.  They have black bodies and these little red heads.  They don't bite but that doesn't make them any less annoying.  They are practically everywhere.  And they pretty much do nothing but mate.  Like all the time.  They look almost two-headed because once they hook up with another bug, they don't let go for the 48-72 hours they're alive.  If you live on the gulf coast, Florida, the lowcountry, etc., then you know these terrible little bothers to society are called lovebugs.

When you first hear the term lovebugs, you probably think, "Awww" or "They can't be that bad..."  Let me tell you, they are bad.  I cannot express how much I despise these insects.  They swarm, try to join you in your vehicle, hit you in the face, and flock to warm places, especially recently turned off cars.  I really don't see a purpose for these little buggers, but I know everything has a reason.  They show up in the spring and in the fall for a few weeks.  Disclaimer, most of my knowledge about lovebugs comes from Wikipedia or personal experience, so take it as you will.  They're actually gone now, but I didn't write a blog about it  until now because my computer was on the other side of the room.  I'm lazy.

And I know all of you have been DYING to know what's happening with my plants.  Well, I'm a terrible plant mother and they're mostly dead.  This morning, God decided that I was doing a bad job watering them and decided to water them Himself.  Which is a task, seeing as how the rain had to be practically horizontal to give my plants a drink.

Here's a quote from a lesson one of my friends gave her school-age son about not opening the door that makes me laugh:

"I don't care who is at the door, you do not open it.  Even if it's Santa Clause holding a unicorn, you do not open the door."