Painting, Babysitting, Bonfire, Ants?

I finally managed to take a day and start painting the outside of my uncle's, but only managed to apply a coat of paint to the sophets (is that how you spell it? I'll have to run the spell checker later.) on the back side of the house, which ranges from 2-3 stories off the ground (it slopes downward on the South side of the house).
So here I am on a metal extension ladder, going up and down the ladder carrying a paint can & brush... I paint as far as my arms can reach, go back down, move the ladder, lather, rinse, repeat...

That had to have been the most time consuming part, going up and down that damned ladder... Mind you, I was originally going to paint both the sides & bottom of the sophets, but couldn't get a good angle under the sophet w/ how I had the ladder positioned, which means I'll have to go back, lean the ladder up against the wall (not the roof), and paint underneath them, before I can start on the walls proper.

After getting up on the roof and lopping off a few branches that were rubbing against the house/roof, Smurfette & I were served a lovely supper of grilled steak & potatoes. Yum.

We left there approximately 6pm and headed home long enough to get a load of laundry & the Beagle's kennel, and headed over to Papa Smurf's house to 'help babysit' his grandkids (Smurfette's older brother Smurfdog). It also turns out, Papa Smurf had plans to: clean up a stack of wood by his barn/shop in the back yard, take a few low-hanging branches off of two trees in the front yard, and burn the lot in the fire pit I completed this last week... At least it got some use...

Anyways, the Beagle's kennel was in the front yard, near the tree that he was going to be tied up to, but we ended up putting him in the back yard, where we ended up doing most of our work. Around 10 o'clock we all went inside (we moved his kennel into the garage, but left him in it to get some sleep). Smurfdog showed up at 10:30, and he & his wife, Papa Smurf, & Smurfette sat around chatting until 12:30am. Not a big deal, but I have to work at 6am...

So, we finally leave, we get the completed laundry back in my (old military issue) laundry bag, put the Beagle's kennel in the car, load Smurfette & the dog up, and head home. We get home, put the god to bed, and start getting ready for bed when he starts to whimper & whine... It's now 1:30, and I check to see what's wrong...

And see a bunch of ants are on the blankets inside his kennel... He was getting nibbled on by ants!!! I immediately let him out, pull the blankets into teh bathroom, and grab the dustbuster to make sure the kennel's clear, and then go after the blankets themselves... I swear I sucked up a good number of them... 70-100 or so! I left like a schmuck, but Smurfette's the one who claimed to have pulled the blankets out to straighten them up before sticking the god in for the night... How she missed a bunch of little, moving, black spots on the baby blue blanket is beyond me. Anyways, we checked the Beagle out to make sure there weren't any more on him, I brought the blankets down to the laundry room where they're doing a cycle on high to kill anyone I might have missed w/ the dustbuster, and put a new blanket in the kennel, where the dog's quietly sleeping now (with a tummy full of "OMG, I'm so stupid, here you go, who's a good boy?!" treats)...

I'd have gone back to bed, but need to grab the dog blankets out when the dryer's done... In ten minutes or so... And mind you, it's now 2:13am, and I have the alarm set for 5:20am (I'll be resetting it for 5:30 to get a few more precious minutes though)... Tomorrow will definitely be a 'high caffination' day at work... Think a few bottles of Vault should do it, or should I pop a couple Rock Star Energy Drinks as well?