Spanglish....Mexico City or Bust!: 1 Week and Cockroach Free!

OK so last Saturday (not yesterday but a week ago) we had just returned to our place right after dark. And of course you know what that means all things ugly and creepy are out and about. We have two gates to get to our front door and it was between the first and the second where my tale takes place. Our friends park their car in our driveway and from time to time we borrow it. It was just as we were climbing out of their vehicle that my story takes place. First, we noticed the almost hissing sound right under us, but it wasn't quite a snake hiss and then the sensory light illuminated the area around our feet to expose about 30 large cockroaches scrambling to be hidden from the light. Did I mention I was wearing crocks ...the kind with holes all over them! As loud as a woman as I can be I was silent with disgust and fear. It was then that we noticed that they were all scurrying into the small tree in the front of our yard. This tree is also right in front of the kids bedroom windows and would explain why that is where we mostly find these ugly ugly alien looking creatures. After the kids and I were in the house Andrew, my knight in shinning armour, took a can of raid (or the Spanish version of it) to spray the entire contents of the can on what we think was their nest. We woke up Sunday morning before church to see a line of dead, or still slowly moving almost dead, cockroaches that were sprinkled on the ground from the gate to our front door step. We have since paid to have a company that specialises in pet control come over and spray our home. Can I say I am so relieved. Apparently when he lifted a cement step in the back yard he was met by a colony of cockroaches that ran and scattered into the daylight of our yard.
So there you have it 1 week and we are still cockroach free! We are used to finding that ugly free loafer in the house at least every other day.