Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Time To Bug Out

Ah, it's that time of year when we struggle not to turn on the AC until June. Well, I struggle, anyway. The kids and Larry would gladly make this place a refrigerator from May 1 until October, because they don't understand the value of suffering. Or money.

And really, the heat's not bad, yet - but the humidity is rising. My science-y offspring tell me humidity has something to do with water vapor in the air, but you and I know the truth: it is all the devils in hell coming up here to suck the life force from our bodies.

And this spring? These life-sucking devils seem to have brought some friends.

CICADAS

Now, I already knew that our region experiences Brood X, which is this massive influx of cicadas every 17 years. The last event was 2004, and - as luck would have it - our family was living elsewhere that spring. We were tucked away safely north of this plague, in Rhode Island, while Larry went to the Naval War College. Every morning that spring, I woke up and thanked the powers that be that this was the year we were not living in what was apparently Cicada Central.

I called my friend back home at one point (because people still called more than texted back then) to ask if it were as bad as the Internet was making it look. "Hang on," she said. "Let me walk inside. I can't hear you above all the buzzing."

So, yeah, it was bad. At that point I made a vow NOT to be in our area during the spring of 2021, when this phenomenon would re-occur. I am not interested in masses of creepy bugs. I don't care how fascinating it is. They make me want to throw up.

Where am I going with this? Well, I was outside a few nights ago, talking to a neighbor in front of her house, and she pointed to the ground. "Look," she said. "There's another one."

"What is it?" I asked, in disgust, as this wet, slug-like creature oozed out of the dirt and started wobbling around on definitely not slug-like legs.

"Cicadas," she said. "They're coming up everywhere. It's driving the dog crazy."

That's right - here we are in 2017 and it appears a whole bunch of cicadas did not get the memo - you know, the one telling them to stay underground another 4 years, while I make travel plans? No one knows just how bad this influx will be or why exactly it is happening - not even all the science-y people who think that humidity is water vapor. All I know is that more and more cicadas and cicada shells are showing up everywhere, and it resembles nothing so much as an alien invasion from a planet populated with giant bugs.

If this gets any worse, I am so out of here. Anyone have a guest room? For two - Susie says she is coming with me.

10 comments:

  1. I guess it's time to be grateful for our dry heat (I keep forgetting.) It will be 103 here next week but at least NO CICADAS.

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  2. We don't have any at my house. Get back on that train! My guest room and Paradise Fibers awaits you.

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  3. You are more than welcome to join me at the lake in NH this summer! Come on by and stay for a while. Most of the week, you'd be the only ones there!

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    1. I am definitely keeping that in mind. Between the mosquitoes and the cicadas, I might become a refugee this summer.

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  4. Time for another train trip lol

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  5. Ick! I don't think we get those here...that I've noticed anyway. Head to North Carolina - we've got a guest room if you don't mind sharing a bed.

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  6. You could always eat them, you know... http://bit.ly/2qwftwC

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  7. Humidity is easy- think of the air as a sponge. If the humidity is high, it's a sponge full of water. When you sweat, the sponge is full and can't easily soak up any more water- so you stay hot and sticky instead of the water evaporating and cooling you down. When humidity is low, the sponge is empty, and your sweat evaporates, so you feel cooler and dry.

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  8. In my family, I'm the one who would live in an icebox - but I'm also the one who pays the bills so we suffered a bit and then I caved on Thursday. I'd offer you and Susie a room, but we get cicadas too.

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