Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Update on Empty Nest Goals

Well, it is already the end of October and six weeks since I set some empty nest goals. Here is my progress so far:
  1. Read through the Bible. This is going pretty well. I loved reading through Genesis and Exodus but Leviticus and Numbers have been a little tedious at times. Just reading all the laws in Leviticus made me weary and extremely thankful that I don't have to remember all those rules. All the do's and don'ts seemed a little overbearing and I am grateful that Jesus gave the ultimate sacrifice to I don't need to make sure I am offering the right sacrifice for every wrong I commit. Numbers is a lot of numbers but also has some interesting stories that I am enjoying reading again. It is nice to be doing it with Megan and we like to check up on each other and compare and swap insights and thoughts and musings with each other.
  2. Finish Megan's scrapbook. Hallelujah!!! I am done. This actually went a lot better than I anticipated and it feels really good to have it completed.
  3. Clean my upstairs. Unfortunately this part of my goal still waits. I tried one morning to start going through things and got overwhelmed. I tried to persuade Megan to help me one weekend when she was home but she declined so I am still waiting for inspiration. I really want to make headway on this before we go on vacation in December. Hopefully, soon I will have the energy and right frame of mind to tackle it.
  4. Lose some weight. Well I am happy to say that I have lost 13 pounds! You really can't tell it when you look at me, which just goes to show how heavy I really am. But, I am plugging away and it actually isn't going too badly. I like having my meals already preplanned and it seems to make it easier for me to stay on track. Steve is finding it harder and I know he cheats more than I do, but he is trying really hard and has lost some as well (he won't tell me how much). He seems pretty motivated so that is good. Hopefully, we can both keep continuing on.
I don't think that is too bad of a progress report. We will see what the next two months brings and I will give an update at the end of the year. Hopefully, my upstairs will be organized, my Bible reading will be going well, and I (and Steve) will have lost more weight. I believe it does help to put this in writing on my blog because it keeps me accountable.

I kind of like being empty-nesters. But, I absolutely LOVE when Megan comes home and we get to talk in person instead of through texting and phone conversations and it is always so nice to have her around. However, it seems like when she is home, there is a certain other person in her life that she likes to spend a lot of time with now and suddenly spending a Friday or Saturday evening at home with Mom and Dad isn't as appealing J


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Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Dear Mark

Has it really been a year since you entered this world? Happy 1st birthday!!! What a sweetheart you are! Those enormous soft chocolate eyes just melt my heart every time I see you.

The night you were born it was raining and boy was it raining. Hurricane Sandy had been making its way northeast after landing as a Category 3 in Cuba on October 25. Your parents watched uneasily as predictions of power outages and flooding were forecast for our area. Late afternoon on October 28, your daddy called and wondered if we would be available to spend the night at their house. There were signs that you were close to making your entrance and he was concerned about road closures that would make it hard for him to get Mommy to the hospital if he needed to. He wanted to make sure that someone would be in the house to stay with Alexis and Lydia if they needed to leave in the middle of the night and also that Grandpa could monitor the chicken houses if the electric went out and the generator needed to be used.

We gladly made our way over the treacherous roads and through the pelting rain to spend the night on an air mattress in the playroom. We drifted off into an uneasy sleep. Around 2:30 in the morning your daddy woke us and said that he and your mommy were headed for the hospital. I dozed off and on and spent a lot of time praying until around 6:30 when my phone rang and it was your daddy. You were here! They had made it to the hospital safely and you arrived shortly thereafter. We were so excited to welcome you as our first grandson! Just like your daddy is named after his two grandfather's your parents named you Mark Stephen after your grandpas. Grandpa is proud that you carry his name. Your sisters soon woke up and we shared the happy news with them. Lydia was too little to understand, but Alexis was happy to talk to Mommy and Daddy on the phone and they were able to tell her about you.

After the girls had their breakfast, we loaded them and their things into our car to take them to our house where they were going to stay until Daddy and Mommy were ready for them to come home. On the way to our place we stopped at the hospital to visit you. Of course it was love at first sight! Here is a first family picture.


 
You went home to a wonderful, busy and energetic family. Your parents lives were very rich indeed as they took care of three active little children. Grandpa and I enjoyed every moment that we got to share with you and your sisters. Sometimes it was hard to get time with just you, because Alexis and Lydia were usually bouncing up and down and wanting to show me things and play with me! Here are a few pictures of your first year.




And here is a video of you and Megan shaking rattles together.

One special day that I remember with you was in August when Mommy and Daddy and Alexis and Lydia went to Knoebels Amusement Park for the day. They decided not to take you along and we had the pleasure of keeping you all day long. We had such a good time! You played and smiled and giggled and crawled all over the place. It was a beautiful day and I took you outside and you were fascinated with Chip. You kept trying to crawl over to him and Chip would let you get really close and then move away from you. You would sit up and stare at him for awhile and then start all over. It was so cute! I actually took a video of it.  Here it is.


Just a few weeks ago, we kept you and your sisters again for the day. It was such a fun, busy day. You really liked my dishwasher. Since your mommy doesn't have one, it was something new to you. Here are some pictures of you investigating it and a video. (Sometimes I just want to call you "little Jay." You look and act so much like your daddy did when he was your age.)







 
 


 
 

 
And that pretty much brings us to today. You are an active, busy, adorable little boy.  What joy you have brought to your family. I love you Mark Stephen Lehman and am so thankful and blessed to be your Grandma.
 
Love,
Grandma

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Just Some Pictures and Videos

As you know I enjoy taking pictures and videos of my grandchildren so here is a post of some I have taken over the past couple months. I figure that part of being a grandma is showing off your grandchildren, right? The picture on the left with me and Alexis and Lydia was taken at Cherry Crest Farm in Strasburg. I wanted to do something special with the girls and had heard that this was a good place to take little children so one day in September I took them there. The weather was gorgeous and the girls loved seeing the animals and doing all the different activities. It is indeed a great place for little folks and I would highly recommend it. Here are a few pictures and videos:

 
Ready to Begin

This is my kind of maze. You can see where you are going!


 

True Farm Girls! They loved the corn.




             Poor Lydia had a hard time staying on her feet 

 
 
 
 
Tractor Ride! (Well, sort of) 
 
 Playing in water is always a hit.
 
  Waving at the train (Strasburg RR goes right by)

          Ride through the corn.

Just last week, I had all three of Jay and Kristen's children for the day. Believe me, I was busy! Here is a video that shows that we had a lot of fun and also that it was a bit chaotic!

 

 
Here's a short video of just Mark.
 

 
Of course, I can't forget Awstin. I keep him every Wednesday morning. I took this video of him last Wednesday, October 16. I am loving getting to share this special individual time with him.
 
 
Well, that's it. I will try not to bombard my blog with too many more pictures and videos of the grandkids until after Christmas. I sure do love being a grandma!

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Dear Diary

Warning:  If diary entries bore you don't read any further!

I love diaries. They show us a little piece of how people lived and what they did years ago. Sometimes, if you are lucky they even reveal emotions that a person was feeling. Unfortunately, my own experience with keeping a diary has been rather abysmal. This has always slightly irritated me because I feel that as much as I like to write and read, I should have certainly been capable of keeping a journal for most of my life. However, that is not the case. I have three full years of diaries in my possession that I wrote. They are from 1973, 1978 and 1979. After that, I never kept another diary.

My Grandmother Kreider (my mom's mother) kept a diary for several years--1915, 1916, and 1921.  They are so interesting to read.  Here are several excerpts:

June 16, 1915 Wednesday. Clear. I picked the cherries from the early sweet cherry tree. They were awful specked. Just got about 6 qt. of nice ones this after. Helped to pick the big red cherries in the field. Got about 20 qt. of them. A gust this after but a light rain.

September 24, Friday. Doing the Fri. work. This after was pasting a few pictures.

January 1, 1916, Saturday. Threatening weather. We did the usual Saturday morning work. I was doing a little fancy work this after. Mother went over to Aunt Christie this after in the rain.

My grandparents got married on March 16, 1916. Grandma wrote in her diary every day up until March 12 and then there is nothing until March 25.  There is no mention of the wedding at all. She writes on March 10 that "Ada and I were baking nearly all day. The girls were cleaning up." and on March 11 she says, "We were baking cakes & icing them." Then on March 25, she picks up her diary again and continues to write as though nothing life changing had just happened to her although if you know that she got married you can read a little between the lines.

March 25, 1916, Saturday. Left Niagara Falls at half past five (So obviously they went to Niagrara Falls on their honeymoon). Reached Petersburg about 8 o'clock. Was up there all night. Surprised them & came down home next day.

Then on March 30 she writes:

We were up at Elmer's (her husband) home. They had the reception up there to-day. There were about 80 people there.

I am curious as to whether they had a reception the day of their wedding as well or whether they just got married on March 16 and then this was the one and only reception.  I guess if I researched it, I could probably find out the normal procedure for weddings back then, but it doesn't really matter. Grandma finished out that year and then quit journaling but picked it up again five years later for the year 1921. By this time, she had two little children, Elva and Mervin.

January 10, 1921, Monday. Cloudy till noon then cleared up nicely. Washed this forenoon and was sewing a little at Mervin's pink dress (it's bad enough that the little boys wore dresses but this one was even pink!) Did not get much done. Mervin was so fussy. He is getting more teeth. Elmer finished shredding at Dan Stoner's.

February 14, 1921, Monday. Clear and warm. Did not feel like washing. Did a little sewing. Elva got up this morn with chicken pox and was a little out of humor all day.

February 16, 1921, Wednesday, Mervin seems to be getting fever. The Health officer put the chicken pox tag up to-day. (Who was the Health officer?)

On April 5 she writes "Irvin (I don't know who this is) is in bed with the mumps and on April 7 she said "I'm feeling bomb." (What does that mean?)

Apparently keeping a diary and two small children, got a little overwhelming.  The last journal entry that my grandmother made was on April 27, 1921.

Clear and warm. Planted the potatoes in the lot & the peas. Cleaned the clothesroom this afternoon.

I decided to dig out my diaries and see what I had written many years ago. Here are some entries from 1973. I would have been 13 years old.

January 2, 1973 Tuesday. It was a little colder today. I can hardly wait till ice skating. I had school today but we didn't do very much. After school I had my music lesson so I had to get the eggs after supper. Then I watched a program on TV and read a book.

March 10, 1973 Saturday. Today was Lester and Lois' birthday. They are twenty-four years old....This evening we went to Lester and Marians to celebrate the twins birthday. The whole family was there. Duane and Stevie didn't know what to think of each other at first but then they got along pretty well.

March 15, 1973 Thursday.  I turned thirteen years old today. The whole school sang Happy Birthday. After school I played catch with Glen for a little while. Then I helped him take the junk down to the junk pile. He left me drive the tractor back.

April 28, 1973 Saturday. This morning I baked a cake and made dinner. This afternoon I washed the dishes, cleaned the kitchen and living room and washed my hair. We went to Lester and Marian's this evening. Duane was so cute and in a show off mood. We turned the clocks 1 hour ahead before going to bed.

June 13,  1973 Wednesday. This morning Mother and I went shopping. We left at 9:00 and got back at 12:00. After dinner Glen and I got the eggs and then Glen and Daddy went shopping. I washed the dishes and then helped Mother the rest of the afternoon. This evening Grandpa and Grandma came. Glen and I got the eggs and then I watched the Phillies game.

August 27, 1973 Monday.  We helped Lois and Jim pack all day. They will leave tomorrow morning at 3:00 am. Eugene and Glen went up in the morning to help carry the heavy things. At noon they went home to get the eggs. Daddy, Mother and I stayed until 5:00 pm. I will really miss them.

August 29, 1973 Wednesday. Daddy and Glen were away most of the day so Eugene and I got all the eggs. The automatic feeder in the block house wasn't working this morning so we had to carry the feed in buckets. Was that ever work! This evening Daddy and Mother went in to Penneys to pick up an order. Eugene and I watched the Phillies game.

September 21, 1973 Friday. I almost missed the bus this morning. I only had two minutes to spare. After school I baked a cake and helped Mother in the kitchen. This evening Glen  and I got the eggs. The one collector wasn't working and Glen really got mad at it. He came in and got Daddy and Daddy went out singing and the collector worked just perfect for him!

September 23, 1973 Sunday.  This afternoon Mother and I played a game of Scrabble. Believe it or not, I won!  I think Mother was trying too.

October 27, 1973 Saturday. Daddy is growing a beard. I don't see why because I never thought beards were that neat, but I guess he does. This afternoon I made some jello, dusted the living room and kitchen, swept the kitchen floor and washed my hair. I watched some football too. I washed the supper dishes and then read a little. At 8:00 I watched "Emergency!"

December 25, 1973 Tuesday.  This was rather a gloomy Christmas. I was sick all day. I threw up two times during the night and then right before dinner. Its a virus that has been going around. This afternoon Glen got sick and threw up twice. Nobody else is feeling quite right either so it was rather a dismal day. I went to bed at 9:00

I kept a diary again in 1978. I would have been 18 years old. Just a couple of red letter days:

March 15, 1978 Wednesday. Another year has passed and I'm a "big" 18 years old. I couldn't believe how many kids knew it was my birthday. Someone told Arnold Moshier and he made a big thing out of it and had Senior Chorus sing to me. I was so embarrassed! They also sang  at lunch. I skipped Youth Meeting tonight. Lesters were down for awhile. Gene and Glen are both caught up with buying houses. Gene might buy one in Willow Street.

May 20, 1978 Saturday. Wedding Day! Glen got me up at 6:30. Gene, Glen and I went to E-town church together. The wedding went beautifully. The baskets we had to carry were simply gorgeous and Glen & Marilyn seemed perfectly relaxed. The reception was at E -town fire hall. We got home around 3:00. Glen & Marilyn left right after the reception for their honeymoon.

June 13, 1978 Tuesday. Last day of school forever!!! I can't believe it. It really gives me a funny feeling. It seemed like school drug out today and I can hardly think that I'll never walk from class to class in that building again. It's sure been a good year. We seniors had a lot of fun.

June 17, 1978 Saturday.  Graduation day! We were supposed to have it outside but wouldn't you know it rained. We had just started the morning program when it stared pouring and everyone had to pick up their chair and rush into the gym. I was glad to graduate but in a way its kind of sad. I'll really miss the kids. Dad & Mom took Glen & Marilyn and I out to eat in Tom Grassel's new restaurant for supper. Then Glen & Marilyn stayed for the evening. We had a really good time.

June 21, 1978 Wednesday. This afternoon I helped Rhoda at the house. I did a lot of painting. We had one more boy in Bible School tonight. It went really well. Steve Lehman called tonight and asked for a date. I couldn't believe it. It doesn't suit me either night this weekend so we will do something the following weekend. I'm really excited about it. I think he's a nice guy.

June 24, 1978 Saturday . Wedding day again! The wedding didn't start until 2:00 so this morning Gene and I took his clothes over to his house. The day was just gorgeous. They couldn't have had a more perfect day. I really enjoyed being in it. John Horning was my escort and we really got along well. The reception was outside. I thought everything was well organized. Lester's came over this evening and Marian helped Dad get the eggs.

July 2, 1978 Sunday.  Tonight was my first date with Steve. We went to Sight & Sound. It went really well. We were both really relaxed and we just talked and talked. I have another one next Sunday night.

October 20, 1978 Tuesday. We bought a new car today! A 1977 Plymouth Volare. I really like it but can't wait until January when I can get my own car. This evening I worked on corn records awhile. Corn really came in tonight. By 11:30 the pit was so full they couldn't bring anymore so they left a truck load set. I left the dryer running and went to bed around 12:00.

December 31, 1978 Sunday. Had quiz practice this afternoon. It went really good. This evening Steve's youth group had a New  Year's Eve party at his place. We really  had a lot of fun. It's hard to believe that another year is gone, but it's sure been a good one. I wouldn't trade it for anything.

Amazingly, I continued my journal writing through all of 1979. Again, just a few things that I wrote

January 12, 1979 Friday....When I got home dear mom was waiting up for me. She said she knows she shouldn't worry but she can't help it. It's nice to have a mother who cares so much.

January 15, 1979 Monday.  I got a job! I'm so excited I can hardly believe it. I just thank the Lord for it. First Federal Bank called me at dinner and I went in for an interview. He told me he'd let me know if I got it by the end of the week. I was barely home 15 minutes and he called and said I have it! I'll start Monday. I hope I like it but I'm scared.

February 28, 1979 Wednesday . I just really feel discouraged today. It's so hard to go to work among non-Christians and try to act like a Christian should. The people are nice but I just feel different. On top of that I have an awful cold and I've been miserable from that all day.

March 14, 1979 Wednesday.  ...Mom finally got her inheritance for the Kreider estate today. I can't believe that's finally ended...

March 30, 1979 Friday....A nuclear plant at Three Mile Island has leaked radiation that could be poisonous and cause cancer. It's all over the news and some people have actually evacuated the area. They said its dangerous for about a 5-10 mile radius. We're 22 miles away so I'm not worried yet.

April 2, 1979 Monday.  Today was just havoc. Everyone is so upset about this nuclear plant thing. The bank was just jammed with people coming to withdraw their money. On top of it all I was $100.00 off at balance time. We only got a 1/2 hour off for lunch and I didn't get off until 5:15. What a miserable day. They say the situation is stable but a lot of people have already evacuated. I hope everything turns out ok SOON.

May 24, 1979 Thursday Jonathan (my nephew) really isn't doing very well. He's still losing weight. Until he gains 2 days in a row the doctor won't let him go home. Dad, Mom & I went up to Glen's house and helped them. I painted & helped to put up wallpaper. They want to move in Monday but the house sure is far from finished.

June 27, 1979 Wednesday  Had today off. In the morning I got my hair cut and waited 1/2 hour in line for gas. Gas lines are terrible. PA is going to start rationing tomorrow....

July 1 1979 Sunday.  Steve and I went to River Corner tonight. We went back to Lester's afterward. Kendra suddenly took a liking to Steve and crawled all over him. I couldn't believe it but I'm glad.

November 4, 1979 Sunday.   I am engaged! I can't believe it. I'm so happy and yet so scared!...

November 24, 1979 Saturday ...Steve & I went to his brothers house for supper this evening. His two sisters and their dates were there too. We saw slides of when they were little kids. It was a lot of fun.

December 31, 1979 Monday  Last day of 1979! I had to work late because we had to balance after closing so I didn't get home until 6:00. Steve picked me up around 7:00 and we went to his youth groups New Year's Eve Party. Their adviser & Mel (Nancy's guy) collided in a game and the advisor knocked his front teeth loose. They took him into the hospital. So that dampened the party a little.

And that is where it stops. I believe I tried a few times after this to keep a diary, but never succeeded more than a few months. I wish I would have kept one when my children were growing up because it would be so interesting to go back and read now, but unfortunately like my grandmother, I also discontinued journaling when my life got busy with little ones and I never got back to it.

When we were cleaning out the house after my dad died, my sister found a diary that my mom had kept for the first half of the year of 1992. Recently, Lois gave it to me to read. As I began to read through it, I was swept with a feeling of sadness, not because of anything my mother had written, but because I realized it was just a mere two years before she was struck with that awful stroke that changed the rest of her life. She was so active and busy and each day was filled with ordinary things that she would have never guessed she would soon be unable to do. As I continued to read my emotion changed from sadness to thankfulness. What a blessing it is to have this memory of my 66-year old mother instead of the difficult last 12 years of her life that usually come to my mind. This was truly a gift from my mother that I received seven years after she died. It has brought back wonderful memories of a time when she was uninhibited by the physical and mental obstacles that took over her life far too early.

Here are some of her entries.

January 1, 1992 Wednesday The Lord privileged us to greet another year, asleep of course, but that's a blessing too when I sometimes have near sleepless nights. We enjoyed the day quietly at home, watched most of the rose parade on TV from 11 to 1, and ate pork and sauerkraut for dinner. Delicious! The weather was balmy enough in the afternoon for us to take a hike on the boardwalk. (She refers to the wooden steps going down to the park area on their property as the "boardwalk")

January 5, 1992 Sunday  I enjoyed our worship experience very much this morning. Lester taught our Sunday School class. Marian came in it too and added another dimension which we appreciated. Glenn Shenk led us in an impressive commission service for Duane as he enters VS at John's Island for a year. He also brought the message.  This afternoon I went up to Steve's and we ground the leftovers from their Christmas ham from Lobianco's (Steve worked for them). Then Mary and I had a game of Scrabble. She used all her letters first turn, but I gave her a good run at the end before she won. This evening we had a ladies' trio and a men's quartet lead us in worship at church. We ran out of gas going up the big hill on the way home. Dad flagged down the next car and they kindly took me back to Steve's and he brought us home and helped Dad get some gas and get in going again. The other good Samaritan's name was Via who lives on House Rock Road.

January 14, 1992 Tuesday.  I sewed patches this afternoon and after supper we went to Kendra's basketball game and what a game! They trailed by 8 points at the end of the half. But they really came back the second half. Kendra was the star. She totaled 24 points, 14 of them foul shots. We were really glad we were at that game.

February 3, 1992 Monday. The Lord gave me still another birthday, and it was a good day. I had several phone calls and an invitation to supper at the Clymers. I was working on the comforter most of the day. We enjoyed a good supper and then played several rounds of rook. It was a very enjoyable evening!  Soon after we got home, Glen called and we talked a long time. It is such a blessing to have a telephone.

February 16, 1992 Sunday ...Gene, Rhoda, Carrie & Derek were here for dinner. We had a good time playing Dutch Blitz and ping pong....

February 21, 1992 Friday...We took it fairly easy till 3:30 when we left for Black Rock. We helped with supper and clean-up. Got home at 7:30 just in time for Jeopardy.

March 11, 1992 Wednesday This is our 44th wedding anniversary. That's a milestone we didn't even think about 44 years ago. Although neither of us have had all our expectations met, they have been good years and we thank God for them and for each other.

March 29, 1992 Monday. Early this morning Elvin left to go down to Horning's in New Holland for some work on the car. The motor raced at times and they put a new control unit on the computer, didn't take long and didn't cost nearly as much as we feared it might. I cut out a new dress, am trying a new pattern. We had settlement for our last lot on River Road at 5:00...we are glad to be rid of it, but in a way I felt sad because it was like severing all connections with our home of 27 years. We ate supper at Dempsey's Diner ...

April 30 - May 7, 1992.  We drove to Florida. It was a very good trip. Enjoyed our time with Glen's family, met an interesting couple from Manitoba, Canada, who also stayed at Weaver Villa, and spent several hours with Duane and the V.S. Unit at John's Island.

May 12, 1992 Tuesday. I'm tired writing in this Diary now, so I'll just be sporadic for awhile. Too much work piling up on me.

And that is pretty much it.  Except for a few random entries in the next couple months, Mom stopped writing in her diary. Two short years later, her life as she was used to it ended. Although she made some recovery from her stroke, never again could she walk and talk easily or do other activities that she had enjoyed doing with ease. I am grateful for this little glimpse into Mother's world (pre-stroke) and I love the memory that it brings back of days long forgotten.

Maybe it's not to late for me to start keeping a diary....

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Mice and Stink Bugs

Sometimes I get tired of living in an old farm house. We have always had problems with mice. When the weather turns cooler, the little furry creatures find their way indoors. They invade my living quarters and seem to think they are entitled to coexist with me. I refuse to let them win. For years, I would set mousetraps and empty them out each day only to have them filled up again the next morning. Finally last year, I resorted to rat poison. I had been afraid to use it because people said that the mice would die in the walls and the house would smell for weeks. However, it worked wonderfully! I put some in the basement and in the kitchen and even upstairs. The mice completely disappeared and there was no awful stench in the house. I figured the mice must have left the house to die. I was ecstatic. I had won the mouse war.

At the first sign of mice in my kitchen this fall, I went through the house and basement and put out the poison.  Within three days, we started to smell an unpleasant odor in the kitchen. Each day, it got gradually worse until it was REALLY BAD. We searched but could find no mouse corpse anywhere. Of course in the middle of all this, Megan starts dating a young man and I am envisioning her bringing him around and when they step into the kitchen the smell of the rotting mouse will have consumed the air and we will all be holding our noses or wearing gas masks. It did not seem like the ideal first impression to have of one's family. In desperation, I went to the store and bought several scented oil air wicks. I plugged them in and turned them to high. Soon the kitchen air was smelling more like apple-cinnamon than rotted mouse flesh. It actually covered up the horrible smell fairly well and I breathed a sigh of relief. One problem solved.

Then there are the stink bugs. Now I know that this has nothing to do with an old or new house. There seems to be no rhyme or reason to what buildings they decide to invade. I have friends in new houses that are bothered with them and friends in old houses that are not and vice versa. Ever since these nasty critters arrived several years ago, we have had a problem with them, especially in our office and bedroom and one of the upstairs windows and Megan's room. Our rental house next door (Dad's old house) and Josh's mobile home at the top of the hill are rarely bothered with them. This Spring, Steve decided he had had enough. He has his pesticide license and so gets some chemicals for spraying crops that the normal homeowner would not have access to. He tackled the house. He sprayed all the problem spots inside and out. I was afraid he was killing all of us as well. The house reeked and you can't tell me that what we were breathing was good for us. I opened all windows and doors and tried to get fresh air in and after a day or two, we breathed easier. The good news is that it worked. The stink bugs still tried to inhabit their favorite places, but they barely touched the spots that Steve had sprayed before they were struck dead. I vacuumed up hundreds of dead bugs (but at least they were dead).

As always, when the corn starts to grow, the stink bugs leave the house and live in the corn. The summer was stink bug free.  However, as soon as the corn came off, they tried to return to the house. I couldn't believe it when we were again deluged with dead stink bugs in the office and bedroom and upstairs. Whatever Steve had sprayed in the Spring was still working. The bugs would fly in and within minutes they were writhing in a death spin. I was happy, but a little concerned that these chemicals are still in my house and that potent. Thankfully they are up high around windows where little grandchildren can't reach. Once again, I am daily vacuuming up dead stink bugs.

So, for now I am winning the war on both the mice and stink bugs. What will be the next invasion to this 150 year old farm house? Retirement to the house next door is looking better and better.