Life Can Be Sticky

Okay, this image does not capture my subject matter and you will have to look closely. I took two pictures, same camera and downloaded to the exact same folder, but when I try to add it I get a server rejected.

Anyway, today is my birthday. I am having a good day. Started the day with a leisurely cup of coffee and a chat with my my dear friend, Deb. I will be meeting her later for dinner, then he who loves me will be taking me along to WalMart to get a new battery for the tractor! I just bet he will buy me a trinket if I fancy one. Kind of like dinner and a movie, if you like to people watch.

But this is not what I am writing about today. If you read me fairly regularly, you will recall my ongoing battle with the flies. Remember my ill-fated experience with the fly trap that fell and exploded its contents at my back door. Even though I pour a bleach solution almost daily on the stoop, that powerful fly bait continues to beckon to all the flies in a 100 mile radius to enter this door. This being the door that leads the dogs to their yard, it sees a lot of action.

In an effort to help me, he who shops more than any woman I know, bought a package of fly tape. You know, the kind that is in a little tube and you pull slowly to unwind the sticky tape that will holds bugs captive. So, I put one near the back door and it finally got some flies. I still have plenty to swat. The store door is opened and closed a lot, too. This brings flies in. So, I decided to employ a second line of this sticky tape. I wanted to put it somewhere that wasn't so noticeable, so I hung it with the stained glass stuff hanging near the window.

This was also near the table and when Johnny chose the seat on the backside of the table I was afraid it would stick to him. I handed it to he who solves all my problems and told him to hang it outside. He did. I did not ask exactly where he hung it and promptly forgot about it. Until today.

Look closely at the photo and you will see edges of the tape behind the frog. I had a clear shot of it, but ..... When I am outside I am usually mowing, mopping, mulching or weeding. Not walking along the sidewalk. When I water the hanging plants I am usually on the outside of the porch. But today, I was watering from the inside. I did mention that this tape that traps flies is very sticky, didn't I? So sticky that it will easily grab your hair and hold on.

So, after disentangling my hair, here I sit. I have shampooed twice and put gobs of conditioner on the hair involved and it is still sticky. I guess I could always use the old chewing gum in the hair remedies ...... as soon as I decide if I would rather smell like peanut butter or mayonnaise.