Tonight it was Ladies Night at the H's. It was that one special night of the year when all of the ladies come in (uninvited), hang around our apartment, freak out when we turn on the lights, and eventually fall to the floor in pain.
I guess it was not your typical Ladies night.
This year, I took some pictures – thus far, we have had 57 ladies stop by and die (not counting the ones I could shoo back out the window).
Ever wonder what 50+ dead ladybugs looks like. Now you know.
I guess if ladybugs are supposed to be a good omen, we are either in for a lot of good news or a lot of bad news (for exterminating them all).