CHECK BACK TOMORROW.
RECOVERING FROM YESTERDAY!
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Monday, January 31, 2011
IT'S GONE...
What a weekend. Saturday morning we woke up to MC 2 having a touch of the stomach bug. I would love to say we made it to the bathroom in time but we didn't. He seems to be healed now. MC 1 spent the night with his aunts and grandparents Saturday night. He called about 9pm, crying, saying how much he missed us. He NEVER does that. Most of the time he can't wait to get out of here. After talking with my SIL, it was determined that he was exhausted and needed sleep. I know I often want to call my mama when I am that way too. She won't let me come home though.
Saturday evening I went to check on the death trap I had set in the bathroom for my party mouse. HH had told me to stick it behind the "doors" that open up to the plumbing of the tub. I say "doors" because they are not really doors, but make-shift doors. Anyway, I had not heard the trap go off, but I most definitely did not want to leave it in there if it had done its job. I ever so cautiously opened the door and discovered that the trap was.....GONE!
GONE people.
NOT THERE!
Which means something had moved it.
How do you move a mouse trap when you are it's intended target? I'll tell you how - by being a big old rat or something! I was not happy and a great deal freaked out. HH was no help. Not even bothered by the thought of it being a rat. MC 2 was excited that it might have been something huge.
I will say I have not heard the party animal in the closet in a while, so maybe it learned it's lesson and went away.
I hope.
I pray.
I choose to believe that so I can sleep at night.
Have a great Monday!
Saturday evening I went to check on the death trap I had set in the bathroom for my party mouse. HH had told me to stick it behind the "doors" that open up to the plumbing of the tub. I say "doors" because they are not really doors, but make-shift doors. Anyway, I had not heard the trap go off, but I most definitely did not want to leave it in there if it had done its job. I ever so cautiously opened the door and discovered that the trap was.....GONE!
GONE people.
NOT THERE!
Which means something had moved it.
How do you move a mouse trap when you are it's intended target? I'll tell you how - by being a big old rat or something! I was not happy and a great deal freaked out. HH was no help. Not even bothered by the thought of it being a rat. MC 2 was excited that it might have been something huge.
I will say I have not heard the party animal in the closet in a while, so maybe it learned it's lesson and went away.
I hope.
I pray.
I choose to believe that so I can sleep at night.
Have a great Monday!
Friday, January 28, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
THANKS...
I WAS WRONG...
It seems there have some exciting times going on around here.
In my bathroom closet.
It appears, judging by yesterday's findings, that a little rodent has been having himself a high ol' time in there. I, myself, had a high ol' time in there but I am pretty sure mine was bleached induced. Of course, it didn't help that I saw the piece on Good Morning America about the diseases you can catch from your pets...who catch them from fleas and other yuckies....fleas from rodents. I have seen Little House on the Prairie. I know what happens when the plague comes. And I ain't no Doc Baker. I went yesterday and stocked up on supplies. Bleach. Rags. Mouse traps. Many mouse traps as I want to cover all my bases. MC 1 and his tender-hearted self just could not understand why I would not just get a box, some cheese, and cage the savage beasts for a bit then set them free. This from the child who saw a doe the other day and commented how he wished he had his gun 'cause he would shoot her there. I guess I could get my cheese from the moon, which according the MC 2 this morning is completely made of cheese.
Dead serious.
MC 2 also suggested I turn to Tom and Jerry for mouse catching tips, because clearly, Tom was successful at it.
Today, I am restoring order to my house. Which means I will be stalking for any sign of said mouse, bleaching like nobody's business, and trying not to knock myself out.
You'll know by tomorrow.
I hope.
In my bathroom closet.
It appears, judging by yesterday's findings, that a little rodent has been having himself a high ol' time in there. I, myself, had a high ol' time in there but I am pretty sure mine was bleached induced. Of course, it didn't help that I saw the piece on Good Morning America about the diseases you can catch from your pets...who catch them from fleas and other yuckies....fleas from rodents. I have seen Little House on the Prairie. I know what happens when the plague comes. And I ain't no Doc Baker. I went yesterday and stocked up on supplies. Bleach. Rags. Mouse traps. Many mouse traps as I want to cover all my bases. MC 1 and his tender-hearted self just could not understand why I would not just get a box, some cheese, and cage the savage beasts for a bit then set them free. This from the child who saw a doe the other day and commented how he wished he had his gun 'cause he would shoot her there. I guess I could get my cheese from the moon, which according the MC 2 this morning is completely made of cheese.
Dead serious.
MC 2 also suggested I turn to Tom and Jerry for mouse catching tips, because clearly, Tom was successful at it.
Today, I am restoring order to my house. Which means I will be stalking for any sign of said mouse, bleaching like nobody's business, and trying not to knock myself out.
You'll know by tomorrow.
I hope.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
DEAR ARMED FORCES.....
I would like you to know I am raising a man child
who desires to join you.
He is serious...
He is stealthy...
He is resourceful...
He is fearless...
He will make us all proud.
He operates well on limited sleep,
and he likes peanut butter with his apples.
Just wanted to give you the heads up.
Monday, January 24, 2011
EXCITING TIMES.....
must be found else where because we did not have them.
I worked a couple of days last week at a local high school. Friday, I had bible study. We are doing Beth Moore's revised study of David. I knew this would a God thing, and it is. My heart is needing to be restored. Of course, I am pretty sure it will have to be COMPLETELY smashed before hand, and clearly He is working on that. When you tear up at the intro music to the video session, well, I think you can safely say to yourself, Girl you have got some issues. I was fighting back the tears, telling myself, You don't know these women well enough to cry in front of them...suck it up....SUCK IT UP! I can not guarantee that I will make the next 8 weeks with out losing it, but I will try.
Friday afternoon the plumbers came by to fix a leak under the sink. Which meant they had to rip the guts out from under the sink and start over. So $40 in supplies and about 5x that in labor later, I had a new faucet and no more leaks. Saturday found us at home for the first time since hunting season started I think. We slept in, and laid around, and pretty much did nothing. At least I didn't. Saturday night HH had the opportunity to play drums for a small church service. The boys and I went. MC 2 slept the entire time. Please visualize how hard it was to hold a man child in your lap, in a movie theater seat, who is as big as his brother. Yes, collective... awwwwwww.... now please. Sunday we visited a church, came home and crashed again. A trip to Wal-Mart and dinner with the in-laws rounded out our weekend.
I know....you were are pins and needles the whole time weren't you.
Me too::)
I worked a couple of days last week at a local high school. Friday, I had bible study. We are doing Beth Moore's revised study of David. I knew this would a God thing, and it is. My heart is needing to be restored. Of course, I am pretty sure it will have to be COMPLETELY smashed before hand, and clearly He is working on that. When you tear up at the intro music to the video session, well, I think you can safely say to yourself, Girl you have got some issues. I was fighting back the tears, telling myself, You don't know these women well enough to cry in front of them...suck it up....SUCK IT UP! I can not guarantee that I will make the next 8 weeks with out losing it, but I will try.
Friday afternoon the plumbers came by to fix a leak under the sink. Which meant they had to rip the guts out from under the sink and start over. So $40 in supplies and about 5x that in labor later, I had a new faucet and no more leaks. Saturday found us at home for the first time since hunting season started I think. We slept in, and laid around, and pretty much did nothing. At least I didn't. Saturday night HH had the opportunity to play drums for a small church service. The boys and I went. MC 2 slept the entire time. Please visualize how hard it was to hold a man child in your lap, in a movie theater seat, who is as big as his brother. Yes, collective... awwwwwww.... now please. Sunday we visited a church, came home and crashed again. A trip to Wal-Mart and dinner with the in-laws rounded out our weekend.
I know....you were are pins and needles the whole time weren't you.
Me too::)
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