Myrmecophobia!!!!!!

Some may call this a fake illness, but I say no! Look no further than me! Saturday night we came home to find our kitchen floor crawling with ants. Those nasty little buggers decided they wanted our little zoey's dinner.

Now, when it comes to ants and fruit flies, I get.... well some might say...crazy. I don't hate much in life, but those are two things that I absolutely despise.

Last year when we were trying to find a dog, I said, "Lets forget the dog, and get an Ant Eater." Erika (my beautiful, loving, stellar, smart wife) said, "Why in the world would we need to get an Ant Eater??"

Well, for a moment just like this. If we had an Ant Eater, we could just let him (or her) have fun and snout up those pesty punks.

Alas, we used a vacuum instead. Same outcome, less fun. I slept horribly that night and was worried all day at church the next day. (Which by the way, we had a going away party for the in-laws! ;) (look for something more on that in the near future)).

We came back home in the afternoon and scrubbed down the entire kitchen. (Mom, you'd be amazed at me!) I ripped out the dishwasher and sprayed every nook in the kitchen. I never could tell where they came in from. Hopefully they found something better to eat next door. Not that I wish to force bad luck on anyone else... well unless you're an ant.. Needless to say, my least favorite comic book character was "Ant Man"....

I don't want to make light of a serious illness though... If you or someone you know, suffers from Myrmecophobia, let me know. I am thinking of starting up a support group......Well after I check the kitchen one last time.....