Ladybugs
I like ladybugs—in theory. They’re cute, and they make nice little drawings for themed stuff.
Last night as I was getting ready for bed, I noticed a ladybug on the wall above my mirror. I thought it looked kinda cute up there and briefly wondered if I should do something about it. I promptly forgot it.
Earlier today, I discovered a ladybug—quite dead—on the carpet right outside my bedroom door. I fleetingly remembered the ladybug from last night and figured that it must have perished from lack of nourishment. What would a ladybug dine on in a place such as this? Then this evening when I was, once again, readying for bed, I saw the original ladybug—still alive—sitting on my silver toothbrush holder. Again, I thought it looked kinda cute and did nothing to bother the ladybug.
I left the bathroom for a span of five or ten minutes. When I returned, my eyes fell upon the ladybug once again—sitting on the bristle part of my toothbrush. Now that was not cute!! Not knowing where ladybugs normally hang out, I figured it would be kinda gross to use the toothbrush again.
The ladybug met a rather untimely demise, and I went in search of a new toothbrush, which I finally found after climbing a ladder to peer in the upper recesses of my cupboard. Upon the discovery that I did indeed possess a new toothbrush, the old toothbrush met a slightly less untimely demise.
What are two ladybugs doing in my house in the dead of winter?? Shouldn’t they be in Florida on vacation?
Last night as I was getting ready for bed, I noticed a ladybug on the wall above my mirror. I thought it looked kinda cute up there and briefly wondered if I should do something about it. I promptly forgot it.
Earlier today, I discovered a ladybug—quite dead—on the carpet right outside my bedroom door. I fleetingly remembered the ladybug from last night and figured that it must have perished from lack of nourishment. What would a ladybug dine on in a place such as this? Then this evening when I was, once again, readying for bed, I saw the original ladybug—still alive—sitting on my silver toothbrush holder. Again, I thought it looked kinda cute and did nothing to bother the ladybug.
I left the bathroom for a span of five or ten minutes. When I returned, my eyes fell upon the ladybug once again—sitting on the bristle part of my toothbrush. Now that was not cute!! Not knowing where ladybugs normally hang out, I figured it would be kinda gross to use the toothbrush again.
The ladybug met a rather untimely demise, and I went in search of a new toothbrush, which I finally found after climbing a ladder to peer in the upper recesses of my cupboard. Upon the discovery that I did indeed possess a new toothbrush, the old toothbrush met a slightly less untimely demise.
What are two ladybugs doing in my house in the dead of winter?? Shouldn’t they be in Florida on vacation?
posted by Sharon @ 11:52 PM
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