As you may know if you follow me on Twitter, Pat aka boyfriend will be back one week from today. Finally. (He's been gone since mid May!)
And I'm just a little bit excited.
 I've always been one to save bugs. As in, instead of squishing them. I don't have the stomach for squishing bugs. If they're too creepy to go near, that's when you'll hear me calling for my dad or roommate. (Actually, when we were younger, I remember my sister calling me in to kill bugs for her. Wonder what happened to make me squeamish.)
Aaaaanyway, I keep accidentally killing or maiming bugs I'm trying to save.
- I opened a window to let a tiny tiny flying bug out of the car and it turned out we were driving so fast the poor thing got pulled into pieces.
- Then I accidentally smeared a spider all over when I was trying to just fling him away with my debit card.
- And then today I think I removed a bug's antenna as I was getting him out of Emily's bathroom.
Whoops? At least my intentions have been good!
 On a related note, I'm not huge into titles in relationships. But Pat did get a new title as of last night:
Personally, I think it's a promotion. :)
 Finally, I am so so so excited to be going to the lake this weekend with these lovely ladies!
I grew up in the Ozarks, which is a huuuuge laking area, but my family never really did that. So this will be my first legit lake trip. Eeeeeeee! Wish me luck, friends!
What do you all do when you find bugs in your house? Do you try to save them like I do? Or do you yell for help like I do when it's a big scary spider? Aaaand, do you have any lake loving tips? I'm hoping I won't be too much of a wimp to try the water sporty things!
Happy almost weekend!