The Last Mosquito

The last Mosquito of the summer

is a wily wily fellow

we have spent the week

a stalkin' and a huntin'

and yet somehow he is still alluding us

This bitey bugger is hanging on for dear life

and is starting to take on mythic proportions

so far he has managed to avoid the fly swat 

with all the cunning and wile

of a fox, serpent and road runner all rolled into one

he has even managed to avoid the cushion

which is Sinus' weapon of choice

and involves him using his considerable height to squash all unsuspecting mozzies into the ceiling with the nearest cushion

Needless to say all our cushions are dark coloured to save on washing

and by the end of the summer

the ceiling looks disturbingly like a Quentin Tarantino movie

but there is something oddly satisfying at looking up 

and seeing the evidence of the kills

and I like to leave them there for the summer as a warning to all other mozzies 

as to what fate awaits them if they dare enter

But this mighty adversary

he has laughed in the face of such a warning

  he has spit in the face of practically bathing in aerogard

and has still feasted on toes and necks

in the middle of the night

and generally made sleep all but a distant memory

He has taken one look at Lavender spray 

and dive bombed all victims as though it was a joke

I have sprayed so much around the bedroom 

that if you threw in a few mothballs

I would wake up thinking 

I had somehow done a Rip Van Winkle

and was ready for a retirement home

then again that would mean I had gotten some sleep at least

So the time has come to bring out the big guns

forget the environment

or ever having fully functioning lungs again

I am smoking his annoying, bitey, buzzy ass

with the whole can of spray next time he ventures into the room

I will come out of this coughing and spluttering

and possibly growing an extra appendage due to chemical overload

but I will raise all three arms in a victory salute

the likes of which the house has never witnessed...

and I will then retire happily to the studio 

to visit everyone over at

Paint Party Friday while

I eat Mozart Balls

which were part of the most amazing package of wonderful

from the uber generous Valerie at Bastelmania

who showered me with Tea, and wonderful artworks

which are already framed and gracing my wall

And if all that wasn't special enough

 it included Mozart balls

which she sent in response to my post

 Buddha's last balls 

Valerie assured me that Mozart had it all over Buddha in the ball stakes

and I have to say she was right

these balls are delicious...

which has to be a great line to end on 

especially if someone has just scrolled to the end of the post

so I repeat

These balls are delicious...xx