Wednesday, November 30, 2005

The Great Mouse Hunt

We caught mouse number four last night.

And the hunt continues...

Monday, November 28, 2005

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse (mice?)

What a spectacular Thanksgiving. I love Grandma food. It's so comforting and always yummilicious. My favorite, favorite, favorite thing ever is her cheesy broccoli rice casserole. And the turkey was so juicy and scrumptious! I was about to say I wish Thanksgiving could be every day but then we'd all be gigantic around the midsection, hmm? We talked, perused old photoalbums (Thanksgiving/Christmas/reunions from 1955 on), watched Thanksgiving episodes of "Friends," and my grandma taught me how to knit! Oh darnit!!! That reminds me - I forgot to bring it in to work today. That's okay, I have about a gazillion crosswords to keep me busy. Anyway, it was really nice.

Also during my stint in the 'Ta, I got to see a couple of friends. I saw my friend Dana's new house and she gave me a fake tree (yay!). And I went and had lunch with Jessica and her baby daddy. And I got some Christmas shopping done.

I got back to OP on Saturday. Brett and I went to dinner with his mom at Outback. I miss Outback! Is that weird? I worked there and ate there for five years and thought I'd never want it again but I really miss it sometimes. And then the Christmas tree was calling our name so Brett and I put it together.

Yesterday, I spent the entire day decorating the apartment in between loads of laundry. I got the lights on the tree, the poinsettia stick-ins stuck in, I restrung the lights on the garland (or Judy, as Brett calls it), and I put up the nutcracker and singing Santa Homer.... I even wrapped presents and put some under the tree already. Mainly so I don't have to hide them from Brett anymore. There is not a single good hiding place in or around the apartment. And of course I watched "White Christmas" whilst I was decorating. Next up: Elf.

So I'm decorating the apartment, and I see this little brown blur streak by me and behind the bookcase. We had ANOTHER stinking, filthy mouse! I actually screamed like a little girl and stood on a chair. I don't have the foggiest idea on how to set our trap. But I re-baited it with peanut butter and tried to set it at least! I saw this little bugger SEVEN times! He's a lot braver than our last mouse. And as it turns out, a lot stupider, too. Brett came home for lunch and set the trap. I saw this guy five times in the living room, once in the hallway and then again in the kitchen. So I moved the trap to the kitchen, adjacent to a floor board. Minutes later - there he was in the cage. And he was trying with all of his mousy might to escape. He was kind of freaking me out so I put the cage on the deck (it was warm so I didn't feel bad). Then I'm downstairs doing laundry, and that's when the hail storm hits. I moved my car minutes too late to the covered parking. It wasn't bad though, only pea-sized hail. I guess there was a tornado warning near Wichita, a tornado watch IN Wichita, and another tornado storming Excelsior Springs. What the hell?? It's NOVEMBER. Late November at that. But back to my point - this little mouse trapped in a cage, is out on the deck during a ferocious hail storm. When Brett came to let him go (I didn't dare try - he would've run over my hands I KNOW it), the poor little thing was scared to death! He was sitting there shaking all over! Ok THEN I felt bad. When Brett opened the cage, he said he just disappeared - that's how fast he ran off.

So we're back in the apartment, hanging out, I'm playing Tetris - and then I hear more rumbling around in the closet. I think to myself, no frickin' way. We had ANOTHER MOUSE!!! Two in one day! So we bring the trap in the room. Well it was totally my fault. My dad had given me a bag of animal crackers and I didn't unpack them very well. They were sitting on the closet floor with tank tops and stuff on top of them. So THAT'S why we have mice. Oops. :o) So I resume my Tetris playing, but on the bed instead of the floor this time, and I see another brown blur shoot behind the entertainment center. So we moved the trap over there. No sooner had I layed my head on my pillow when I heard the cage snap shut. **by the way, it's a CAGE, not a trap so it doesn't kill them* We have some mighty dumb mice. The first one avoided the trap for weeks! And this was a feisty little sucker. So Brett and I found ourselves, for the second time that night, releasing a mouse into the wild.

Damn those filthy rodents... I thought I heard another one stirring around the kitchen this morning (where I relocated the animal crackers to be thrown away). The trap is set - I wonder if I'll find another tiny mouse looking back at me when I get home.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Love to eat turkey...

Turkey for the girls and
Turkey for the boys
My favorite kind of pants
Are corduroys
Gobble gobble goo and
Gobble gobble gickel
I wish turkey only cost a nickel
Oh I love turkey on Thanksgiving

This is the kind of day that the only reason I can bear being at my desk with nothing to do is knowing that in a few hours I will be leaving for Wichita for Thanksgiving. It sucks though because Brett can't come with me. He has to work. I'm really going to miss him over these five days! I am pretty sure that they'll let me go early today. They better. I'm not exactly doing anything and I bet they want to get out of here early as well. I'm hoping for a 2 p.m. departure time.

I'll be going to my grandma's house for tomorrow. I've missed out on it the past couple of years because I've stayed with Brett, so it'll be nice to go back home. And this year I won't have to eat two dinners. That's a tad too much for me! Then Prairie Pines will be calling our name the day after Thanksgiving. We avoid Black Friday like the plague but the tree we can't resist. I'm trying to talk my mom into buying a fake tree. Last year's fiasco would have convinced me. We got a tree and gussied it all up - then it dried out. Immediately. So we had to take all the decorations off, take it back and get a new one - and then decorate it again! And with a fake tree you don't have to worry about dry needles or watering. You just make it look pretty and voila - you're done.

I was just thinking the other day, that I had a LOT more to write about when I was a server. Now I have this job (which I'd hardly call a career) and I've got nothin'. What is wrong with this picture?

Thursday, November 17, 2005


I am SO pumped for the new Harry Potter movie tomorrow! It's gonna be great.

But as for now, I am pull-my-hair-out bored. I've done absolutely zero work all day so far. I just got a delivery assignment which means I can leave early though. Woo hoo!

Tomorrow is Friday. Tony Bennett is performing at the Ameristar Casino tomorrow night and I don't know what I'd rather do: see the new Harry Potter movie or go see Tony Bennett and hear my favorite romantic song, The Way You Look Tonight. I mean, I really have no choice, I'm going to see the movie, but MAN, I hate to miss this!

I can't think of anything to say. This job is turning my brain into mush. And my body, too since I am chained to this god forsaken desk. I really hope I get a gym membership for Christmas.

*yawn* Back to "work"...

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