The daffodils have made an appearance,

as have the tulips.

Even the hyacinths are poking their little heads out.

The Pussy Willows are looking boo-tee-us. (Quit snickering, Mr. Husband.) (Mr. Husband can't talk about or hear about Pussy Willows without giggling like a 14-year old boy.)

The surest sign that Spring is just around the corner? The mother (&$#^*(% ants have invaded our house AGAIN, like they do every.single.year.

But don't worry, I am ready to fight this war. I learned from my errors last year and went straight for the good stuff. And lots of it.

Anything that promises to kill "crazy ants" should do the trick. After all, the dumb little things must be crazy if they think they can come into my house. (Are these scientific names? Who the heck came up with them?)

I wonder if it works on crazy aunts, too?