Last night, I thought that I would have to bust out the kayaks to escape the flood! The "little" creek across the road from our house actually broke its boundaries; it was washing over the bridge that connects our neighborhood with the one that faces the main road. I'm sure people that live on those banks were having a bit of a panic attack!!!!
Because I missed Wayne so, I slept in the middle last night. I put a pillow on the outside of the bed, then Loli (and I snuggled up with her), and Wayne snuggled up and hugged both of us. So, this morning, I woke up sweating my butt off; those 2 can put off some body heat!!!!! I crawled out of bed to get in the shower.
Sleepily, I climb in, letting the REALLY warm water flow over me, thinking about how I wanted to climb back into bed. I suddenly got the feeling someone was watching me.....I opened my eyes, wiping water off my face, and didn't see ANYTHING or ANYONE. I could hear Wayne talking to Loli, but he wasn't in the bathroom?
And then I saw it...there was an orange ladybug crawling on the shower curtain! I'd seen it the night before, flying around the lights in the bathroom. It's not uncommon, in the winter, for us to find them in the house. And with THAT storm, I wasn't about to make it go outside!
I watched, fascinated, as this little ladybug drank water droplets off the shower curtain, moseying along, minding its own business. But BOY, could I be wrong....that could have been the biggest pervert in the world! :)
Here's a neat little tidbit to have along with your morning coffee:
"Legends vary about how the Ladybug came to be named, but the most common (and enduring) is this: In Europe, during the Middle Ages, swarms of insects were destroying the crops. The farmers prayed to the Virgin Mary for help. Soon thereafter the Ladybugs came, devouring the plant-destroying pests and saving the crops! The farmers called these beautiful insects "The Beetles of Our Lady", and - over time - they eventually became popularly known as "Lady Beetles". The red wings were said to represent the Virgin's cloak and the black spots were symbolic of both her joys and her sorrows."