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"Yesterday was pretty uneventful, aside from the residual vacation hangover we were all feeling. Until my friends were over that evening to watch a DVR&amp;#039;d episode of The Bachelorette, and one wanted to change her newborn on Emmett&amp;#039;s changing table. I went in his room to clear off the books that were piled on top of the table, and was met with a few hundred of these fellows.  Of COURSE they come from Jersey. Bastards. Naturally I did the levelheaded, mature thing and FREAKED the FREAK OUT. I totally lost it. They were all over the walls, climbing toward the ceiling. One got stuck in my hair. I almost died.  While I hyperventilated, Rory took the new issue of Cook&amp;#039;s Illustrated in and began the massacre, and my friends frantically Googled &amp;quot;flying ants.&amp;quot; Apparently flying ants only come out a few days a year, when the weather and humidity are juuuuust right for a &amp;quot;perfect storm.&amp;quot; Of ants. The good news is, extermination simply involves whacking every crawler in sight, which Rory did. He was also kind enough to clean up the bloodbath that was left behind. Meanwhile, I&amp;#039;ve been laundering everything that&amp;#039;s not bolted down in Emmett&amp;#039;s room. And Emmett slept in the Pack N Play in our bedroom last night.  Is anyone else&amp;#039;s skin crawling now? Have you had any run-ins with critters lately? "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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