Paintball Picasso

There are some things that our overgrown pastures and deep ravines are just meant for – things like exploring, berry picking and … paint ball.

Yes, paint ball.

We discovered this fact last weekend when a friend from church hosted his birthday paintball party here.

They brought a lunch, birthday cake and a trunk full of paintballparaphernalia to share with my kids.

After decking out in camouflage –

Paint Ball Outfit

My kids learned how to load and handle the guns. Then they did a little target practice on the grain bin out back –

Paintball Picasso

Now we have our very own paintball Picasso!

Then they jumped on the 4 wheeler and headed out to the ravines where they had a blast for hours.

They didn’t even realize how cold it was – or how late it was getting.

We almost had to peel the guns out of their hands.

Now you’ll never guess what my kids want for Christmas!

Reality Check: The Ants Go Marching Two by Two…

ant invasionI always laugh when I hear comments from friends who think that our life here in rural America is one long parade of beautiful sunsets, berry picking and picnics in the meadows.

Don’t get me wrong, we have lots of those. But there are also many other unsavory parts of rural living.

These are the things that we country folk like to keep to ourselves. But for the sake of reality, I will expose one rather nasty part of country life- BUGS.

At any given time on any given day in the spring, summer or fall, you could find a wide assortment of strange or unusual bugs crawling or buzzing through my house. (If only the kids would remember to  close the screen door!)

Flies, wasps, mud daubers, June bugs, moths, lady beetles, and a variety of spiders are just the ones that I’ve identified.

But right now I’m fighting a losing battle with ants. I get them every year about this time and they take over my kitchen. One year I had made an angel food cake for Pedro’s birthday the next day and left it sitting upside down on the counter while we all went to VBS.  When we arrived home, it was covered with ants! I’m not talking one or two ants, I’m talking covered! They had even burrowed inside!

That meant war.

I threw it to the chickens, put the kids to bed and stayed up until after midnight baking a new cake for his birthday. Then I took the cake to bed with me to keep it from the ants. (I might not have been thinking very clearly by that time- but it did work! It was ant free in the morning!)

As for getting rid of the ants, I can tell you a half dozen things that don’t work! But it would be faster to tell you the one thing that does, Terro. We put some out on a piece of cardboard and those little buggers start drinking it like there was no tomorrow. (It’s rather fascinating to watch in a morbid kind of way.)

Then they take the poison back to their nest and wipe out the whole colony. (Can you hear me laughing?!)

Ahh…but there’s a problem! I’m having trouble finding Terro. I have my last bottle sitting upside down on a piece of cardboard right now hoping there’s enough drops to wipe out this huge colony. They are eating it up as fast I can get it out. Some are even climbing the sides of the bottle to get more!

And so the hunt for Terro begins…because this is one battle I aim to win!