I'm not really a "bug" person. Anything that creeps, crawls, buzzes, flies, and has more than two eyes turns me into a sissy crazy lady.
Lately we've had a lot of flies in our house. The kids call them spiders. One lunchtime a fly kept landing on the kids' heads, and Jakob would say, "Mom, a spider is on Brock's head!" and Brock would immediately start crying hysterically. I said, "It's a fly, just wave your hand around and it will fly away." Then it would land on Troy's head, and the same occurrence would ensue.
Anyway, a couple of weeks ago we had this big, huge fly buzzing around. And it was creepy. It didn't look like an ordinary housefly outside of the fact that I knew it was a fly. First of all, it was iridescent instead of black. And I swear it knew things. And, did I mention the hugeness? And the creepiness?
In "Get Smart", the nerds of the company make a mechanical fly that spies on people. This fly was so that fly from the movie.
I would wave my hand by it to make it buzz off. It just...stared at me. I would walk into the other room. It would follow me. It watched me. It was keeping notes of my very very boring life. I noticed it in the house for at least a week. And then it just...disappeared. If a big huge iridescent fly were to die in my house, I would be able to see it lying by a window or something, right? Nowhere to be seen, this creepy fly.
I only wish I was a secret agent that needed to be spied on. (Hey, maybe I am, and there are all sorts of hidden messages in my blog that only CIA agents can interpret. But no one would ever know...) Then I could be cool and hang out with people like Steve Carell and Dwayne "the Rock" Johnson.
Until then, I'll just have to live with the normal flies, and be on the lookout for future creepy ones. (Note to the CIA: a housewife would be the perfect cover up. As long as I don't have to do the laser room gymnastics.)