Gretchen's Blog

Wasps have infested our eaves. I spent the past couple of weeks trying to knock them down but they keep building their homes back. I think I finally got rid of the last of them but only after I gave in and called the bug man. Here are a couple of pictures describing our problem along with a couple of our solutions. I guess wasps can’t read “Birds Only.”












We are now wasp free






Wasp on the Window


Wasp on the Windchime

I always get hooked into these things by Dede. She started with her 8 random things. Hers seem more exciting than mine but here goes.

1. I had to lookup what meme meant before I started my 8 random things.
2. I got a pair of go go boots when I was about 10 that I loved. I wore them beyond having a hole in the bottom (patched with cardboard) and the heel falling off (a little tape, too bad there wasn’t duct tape then)
3. I had glasses by the time I was in 2nd grade and promptly lost the first pair. I got in lots of trouble for losing them because my parents had to buy me another pair. Later the next winter I found them in a winter coat pocket but never told anyone.
4. I was such a bad softball player in the 3-4th grade that I always played right field substitution. I begged my Dad to get me a new glove but he resisted (Why? When I never caught anything anyway?) He relented and bought me a new glove. The first time I used it I caught a fly ball (first ever and probably the only) His comment: He made a good investment by buying the glove.
5. The first car I ever drove was a brown Plymouth Fury. Which I totaled soon after.
6. The first time I got drunk was with Boones Farm watermelon wine (bleh)
7. I went to Vacation Bible School (VBS) when I was about 9. One boy swore he was not allergic to poison ivy and took a couple of leaves and rubbed them all over his arms. Wanting to show him up, I promptly declared I wasn’t allergic either (I knew I was horribly allergic) and rubbed my arms, legs and face with the leaves too. The next day at VBS (my mom made me go) the boy was unaffected but my right eye was swollen shut and I had blisters between my toes.
8. I hit a car head on while riding my bike which destroyed the bike and dented the car. I flipped onto the hood and over to the concrete curb. My Dad showed up and wouldn’t let the ambulance take me to the hospital. He was in a screaming match with the attendant about what a crappy hospital the ambulance was going to take me to. He drove me himself to “his hospital.”
9. Once I found out what WTF stood for, I started using it and getting secret pleasure every time I used it. (oops that’s nine… well I never follow rules anyway.)


The only people I can think to tag are Riz and Kat and frankly I don't have many friends that blog or friends in general so I have to rely on sisters.

Kat and fam traveled to Bako and spent a couple of days before the fourth enjoying California. Thanks to the GorillaPod and Theo’s steady hand, we were able to get a picture of everyone in front of part of Moro Rock. The hunt for crabs and sea anemones (had to look up the spelling on that one) was in full force but we paused to take the picture.



The next day we were on a boat headed to a channel island. If we would have planned a little better we could have caught the earlier boat and spent more time, lesson for the next time.

Kat spent a couple more days hiking in Yosemite while Annaliese and I headed down to LA for Wicked, barely made the show because the 5 was closed due to a fire. We managed to bother the people sitting next to us, seems to happen every time we make a show.

Waiting on Kat for a couple more pics, my camera’s battery gave up the ghost at the end of the Moro Bay trip and I didn’t get it charged until the next day.