Enemies.

So, it's hot. And sticky. Sunny and burning hot. No airconditioning inside. Windows wide open welcoming my worst enemies, MOSQUITOES! I hate those creatures. However, they love me. I could be covered in OFF!, yet they find the one spot I missed and suck my blood. It wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't allergic to them. I woke up the other morning with a bite under my foot, in my ear and on my left palm. Huge bites. Very annoying.

I get such satisfaction ending their lives. A few weeks back, I saw a huge, arrogant one landing on my husband's neck ready to attack the poor guy. I was quicker, though, and attacked first. I just didn't mean to slap my husband's neck that hard. From now on I think he prefers the mosquito bite.

I finally covered the windows with mosquito nets. I am still not convinced, however, they won't find their way in and leave me with an itching surprise in the morning. Like I said, they always find me.