A few weeks ago an uninvited stranger moved into my home. Leo, my dog, & I saw him at the same time. It caught us both off-guard.
This stranger that I speak of is of the furry variety, a field mouse has takes residence in "the attic" (that's what I call my home), as I said this mouse is of course, unwanted, at least by me. Leo, however, has made friends with the vermin. At first I went out and bought a trap that gets loaded with bait and it is supposed to trap the critter; seemed perfect. I set it that night, the trap was empty in the morning, when I returned from work the trap was gone. What the heck happened? I searched all over only to find it in our bathroom?!? The dog moved the trap; that's right, the dog moved the trap in hopes to save his new furry best friend.
It is now two against one & totally unfair, so I bought more traps. The last thing that I want to do is see a gross mouse smushed to it death, but I can't handle a live mouth on a glue trap either. Crap!!
Why is this happening to me?? I picked up a fancy glue trap devise that said it traps the mouse on the glue and I wouldn't be able to see it once trapped. This was just up my ally. Only, the mouse ignored the traps.
I have finally moved on to the good ol' fashioned "snap" mouse trap. I set it up with peanut butter, careful to keep it out of the way from Leo (if he tried moving these traps it would certainly be bad, painful business for him). Again...FAIL. What does a girl have to do to evict a rodent? NUTELLA.
How could I have forgotten that along with everyone one who lives in this house, he must think he is fancy? I switched up the peanut butter with Nutella and went to bed. It was as I was reading when I heard the snap. This is the moment that I had been waiting for & dreaded at the same time. I stalled getting out of bed to see what exactly had happened. I got a broom and bravely went to the trap, flipped it over and NOTHING! NOTHING. That little bastard had escaped my efforts once again.
I am not a murderer but I do want this rodent dead. I won't get a cat, trust me everyone has suggested it. (I am terribly allergic!) This mouse has worn out his welcome.
So the saga continues...One thing I do know is that unwanted visitors seem to love it at The Attic.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Monday, November 19, 2012
He hasn't forgotten about me.
When my son left for college in August I honestly didn't know how I would be able to live without seeing my only child, the love of my life, everyday. It was one of the hardest days of my life dropping him off at Bloomsburg University. I got through it, not without a bunch of tears, but I was able to get through it.
The tears? I guess most mother's cry when their kids leave home for the first time. I am not generally a crier, but it felt like someone ripped my heart out that day. Not only because I knew I'd miss him, but because I felt like he would forget me. Sounds crazy, I know. Sounds irrational, I get it; but I also know my son. Has my prediction come true? I have spoken to Bryan on the phone I think three times total since he has left, he texts me when he needs something, mostly funds or to tell me that he is coming home for the weekend. The first weekend he came home I saw him for 20 minutes total, his bed wasn't even slept in. (Boy, did I voice my opinion about that!!) The next & only other time that he came home I actually had a meal with him. Progress!
He hasn't forgotten about me. I have come to realize this. What HAS happened is that I have raised an independent young man; from the time he was 2 weeks old I have had to leave him to go to work or class. He has learned from a very young age that I would always come for him & that he was never abandoned. The first day of kindergarten he barely waved good-bye when he was getting on the bus. He'd spend weekends with his father and I knew he was safe; now, I can only pray that the values, the ground work that I laid was enough.
Why would I think college would be any different? This time he was leaving me.
How have I fared? Actually, I am doing really well. Working two jobs and going to the gym whenever I can certainly has helped to keep me busy.
My house is clean. Bryan comes as a package deal. His friends are always with him, bare minimum 5 guys on a quiet night. Now, as one knows young men are freaking gross (no offense guys)!! My toilet paper cost alone has been cut in half. My shower head is always adjusted to the right setting and I know when we run out of something because I was the last one to use it.
I miss my baby boy more than anyone can imagine. I am glad he will be coming home in just a couple of days for Thanksgiving break, but now I know that when he goes back I will be just fine,
he will be just fine and we will be together again at Christmas break.
The tears? I guess most mother's cry when their kids leave home for the first time. I am not generally a crier, but it felt like someone ripped my heart out that day. Not only because I knew I'd miss him, but because I felt like he would forget me. Sounds crazy, I know. Sounds irrational, I get it; but I also know my son. Has my prediction come true? I have spoken to Bryan on the phone I think three times total since he has left, he texts me when he needs something, mostly funds or to tell me that he is coming home for the weekend. The first weekend he came home I saw him for 20 minutes total, his bed wasn't even slept in. (Boy, did I voice my opinion about that!!) The next & only other time that he came home I actually had a meal with him. Progress!
He hasn't forgotten about me. I have come to realize this. What HAS happened is that I have raised an independent young man; from the time he was 2 weeks old I have had to leave him to go to work or class. He has learned from a very young age that I would always come for him & that he was never abandoned. The first day of kindergarten he barely waved good-bye when he was getting on the bus. He'd spend weekends with his father and I knew he was safe; now, I can only pray that the values, the ground work that I laid was enough.
Why would I think college would be any different? This time he was leaving me.
How have I fared? Actually, I am doing really well. Working two jobs and going to the gym whenever I can certainly has helped to keep me busy.
My house is clean. Bryan comes as a package deal. His friends are always with him, bare minimum 5 guys on a quiet night. Now, as one knows young men are freaking gross (no offense guys)!! My toilet paper cost alone has been cut in half. My shower head is always adjusted to the right setting and I know when we run out of something because I was the last one to use it.
I miss my baby boy more than anyone can imagine. I am glad he will be coming home in just a couple of days for Thanksgiving break, but now I know that when he goes back I will be just fine,
he will be just fine and we will be together again at Christmas break.
Monday, November 12, 2012
Veteran's Day
I work with some amazing young women at my second job. Today I am writing about one in particular.
Today is Veteran's Day, a day to uplift & honor ALL of those men & women who have served or are still serving. Without all of these people who voluntarily give their lives to our country, our sons, brothers, fathers, friends would be called to war & deployment. These fearless people put their lives on the line for American's everyday.
There is a 18 year girl that I work with who honors and thanks the armed forces for their bravery every single opportunity that she has. She asked my opinion the first time she approached a soldier; "do you think I should thank him?", before I could say "yes", she was right there. She has since made this a habit, a habit all of us civilians should practice.
It is so nice when you can learn from the young, and I am so blessed to know outstanding people like this one. It's refreshing to know that these kids are our future. Some are truly inspiring.
God bless our Veterans everyday.
Today is Veteran's Day, a day to uplift & honor ALL of those men & women who have served or are still serving. Without all of these people who voluntarily give their lives to our country, our sons, brothers, fathers, friends would be called to war & deployment. These fearless people put their lives on the line for American's everyday.
There is a 18 year girl that I work with who honors and thanks the armed forces for their bravery every single opportunity that she has. She asked my opinion the first time she approached a soldier; "do you think I should thank him?", before I could say "yes", she was right there. She has since made this a habit, a habit all of us civilians should practice.
It is so nice when you can learn from the young, and I am so blessed to know outstanding people like this one. It's refreshing to know that these kids are our future. Some are truly inspiring.
God bless our Veterans everyday.
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