…means books off the shelves!
I washed the window sills, Friends. And found 4 ladybugs in the process, which I added to my collection:
My apartment has a minor ladybug infestation. It charms me to no end.
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Your dead ladybug collection is just one of the bajillion reasons I love you, Loose-C.
It’s okay to be a little creepy. That’s what I always say, anyways. And…can we spell it Lucy? I don’t want to imply that I have a Loose C-word, you know?
This reminds me of when you were little and you had a collection of potato bugs in your polly pocket containers! You kept them safe in your basket on the front of your bike. They were dead….also. Some things never change!!
How did I not remember that? I guess this is what Aunts are for. I think that ladybugs are an upgrade from potato bugs, though the Polly Pocket -vs- cake stand container could be debated.
Basically, I’m a bit more grown up, but with the same weird neuroses. Ah, but aren’t we all?