Since there is only one air conditioning unit in our apartment and it is in our bedroom, we decided to make our bedroom our haven and keep the door shut. Even though neither one of us have ever left the door open for more than a minute or two, this morning I awoke to the familiar high pitched squealing sound by my face. i jumped up (thankfully only waking Kyle up minutes before his alarm went off). At first it felt like I was in imense pain because I had extremely chapped lips. Then, I lifted my hand to my mouth to discover the my bottom lip was swollen. We looked around but we couldn't find the mosquito. When we went into the restroom I shut of the bedroom light. I looked in the mirror and I looked like botox gone wrong. Angelina Jolie was the only comparison I can give you (not that she probably every used botox).
When we came back to the bedroom I turned on the light and there she was floating around near the ground, Kyle killed her quick and we figured out that she realized that we only went after her when the light were on... so she only came out when we couldn't see her. Clever mosquito... good thing she won't be making more intelligent babies to suck our blood.
A couple minutes ago I just spotted another one in here... and the hunt continues...





No pic of the botox lip??? Bummer. Hate those bugs... Hope velcro gets there soon!!!!!