Have you ever read a book that was bizarre and terrible but yet you couldn't put it down? Or a book that left images that remain with you for years? Well, I did this a few years ago, and boy have I been regretting it for the past few days.
Warning! Please don't read this book as a result of this post!
The book is called One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez and it is about several generations of a Central American family and very bizzare unreal things happened. I picked it up at Barnes and Noble on the Employee's Choice shelf. I do that occasionally when I don't have anything to read and I have some extra money.
Warning! If you plan to read this book don't read any further because I'm going to tell the end! And if you are sensitive about horrible scenes don't read further! When I told Lee about it he said he wished I had never told him.
So here goes.../
After generation after generation of war and immoral activities, the last generation starts to wallow in filth. A brother and sister live in the family home as a couple and have a baby together. After the birth they get up and leave the house and go off to do some "fun" things. Then suddenly they remember - the baby! So they come home and find that the baby has died and is being carried away by ants.
So why did this image return to my mind recently you wonder? Well, because we have had a huge infestation of ants out here. They were everywhere - especially the kitchen. They were all over the trash and the dishwasher and yesterday after I cooked breakfast I kept finding them on my clothes.
I started thinking about that book and I still can't get it off of my mind. I'm hoping that it will leave eventually.
After telling Lee about this agreed that the ants had to go. Like the wonderful husband that he is he sprayed outside last night. He found where they were coming in - he even found a path of traveling ants way across the yard. And this morning - voilla - they were gone!
Hopefully soon I'll stop thinking about the book.