Friday, April 30, 2010


Sometimes, the view from my kitchen window makes doing the dishes a pleasant task.  
I hope it does not bother a certain friend (she'll know who she is) that the sink is not centred under the window.  There is nothing I can do about it. Next year when we redo the kitchen, it will be rectified.  That's Bath & Body Works antibacterial foaming soap on the counter.  It is fairly cheap, smells wonderful, and all my Kiwi friends should be mad jelly that it's not available in NZ.

Thursday, April 29, 2010


There is residing in our home a rather greedy and I am assuming, fat mouse or as a friend so kindly pointed out, a family of mice.  I am assuming this mouse is fat because he seems to have a penchant for chocolate and has moved on from semi sweet chocolate chips  to our stash of fine Belgian chocolate.  Hey wait a minute, maybe he's a she with PMS.  That would explain the craving for chocolate and the fact that a state of the art mousetrap was skillfully set off with nary a tail caught in it.  It would also explain why she moved on to my 100 calorie pack of sun chips.  After feasting quite heavily on chocolate she has now gone on a low fat, low calorie diet. 

Did you notice the little mouse hole at the bottom of the bag?  I didn't until I was reaching for the last chip. ewwwww

Rounds 3 & 4  go to the mouse.   Game on.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

MOUSE 2 - ME 0

I was doing a bit of spring cleaning last week and was ambitious enough to tackle reorganizing the pantry/food storage room downstairs.  I picked up a five pound bag of chocolate chips only to discover about two thirds of it gone. Behind the bag was a rather nasty little mound of mouse poop.  I was not happy. 

Round one goes to the mouse. 
 I threw out the bag, cleaned and disinfected the shelf, and set a mouse trap.  A couple of days later I went down to check the trap.  This is what I found.

Round two goes to the mouse.

Monday, April 19, 2010


The Frank Spencer in me has struck again.

Today I was sitting in Sunday School class with my legs crossed, mindlessly swinging my leg back and forth and rubbing the top of my foot  underneath  the bottom of the folding chair in front of me (no one was sitting in it).  About half way through the class a rather large man came in and occupied the chair.  I barely noticed him while I tried to find, then read, a passage of scripture pertaining to the lesson.  I continued to gently rub my foot back and forth on the chair in front of me vaguely noticing that something was touching my shin.  I saw the gentleman shift uncomfortably in his seat and it was only then that I realized that  I was rubbing his protruding butt ever so gently with my shin.

Friday, April 16, 2010


It's called a fisher and it doesn't look like much but this thing is about the only animal that can take down a porcupine.  Many a domestic cat has used up its ninth and final life thanks to this tenacious creature.  
A few years ago, we discovered one under the bushes beneath our kitchen window. I had never seen one before and the fact that it just stayed there and watched me instead of high tailing it out of my sight led me to believe that it was either sick or had rabies.  
I spent the next couple of hours calling the Ministry of Natural Resources and our local animal control office to see who was responsible for removing it.  It was finally arranged that someone would come to capture it that afternoon.  I went out and placed a bowl of water and some bits of banana near the bush (what can I say?, I have a soft spot for animals).  Just before noon, the thing ate the banana, drank some water, and sauntered off.  Problem solved. 
Ian came home from work and I told him all about the excitement. He was not impressed that I had fed it telling me that I was only inviting trouble. I rolled my eyes and told him I was pretty sure it would not come back.  Wrong.  I came home that night after being gone for a few hours only to be told in a rather cool manner that "my friend" was back most likely because I had fed it.  It was then that I tried to convince the two kids left at home to come out and see it with me.  Brittany would have none of it (she said it was too cold) but Nathan was a willing participant.  He grabbed a flashlight and I grabbed a banana and out we went.   We snuck quietly around the house, me in front and Nathan just behind lighting the way with the flashlight.  I didn't want to get too close because of the whole rabies fear so I chucked a bit of the banana at it.  The thing just stood there and looked at us so we stepped a little closer and I threw another piece of banana.  I don't think it was too impressed because it arched its back, opened its mouth wide to show us its very long, sharp teeth, hissed at us, and then started to come toward us. I screamed, and Nathan in his rush to get away, pushed me in the direction of the fisher and took off with the flashlight leaving me in total darkness with a ticked off fisher. With the adrenaline rush that followed,  I made it back into the house almost before Nathan did. We slammed the door shut and collapsed into a fit of giggles. 
I could hear Ian calling from the bedroom asking what the heck was going on so I went up to tell him that we had just got a little fright when we went to look at the fisher, Nathan in the meanwhile  had gone into the kitchen to turn on the outside light to check to see if the fisher was still there. As I was standing there listening to the second lecture Ian was giving me on how I should never have fed the fisher that morning we heard Nathan call from the kitchen.  "Hey Mom, it's eating the banana".   Thanks Nathan.

Saturday, April 10, 2010


I have a tooth that has been bothering me on and off for the past month so I finally decided to bite the bullet (pardon the pun) and make a dentist appointment.  As it turns out, I needed a root canal but because of the infection in my tooth the dentist could only do part of the procedure.  I was put on an antibiotic and told to come back in a few weeks when the infection had cleared up.  After filling the prescription, the pharmacist explained I was to take one pill three times a day.  Today as I was taking my medication I looked at the bottle and read the directions:
 Take one pill three times daily by mouth. 

By mouth?  Really?  Maybe someone should have mentioned that to me before I started taking them.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010


I am sure we have all been guilty of quickly reading something and totally misunderstanding what was written.  This happened to a friend of mine last week when I sent her an email.

I wrote...

"Guess who unfriended me, Nathan, and Brittany?  I am crushed.  I hope I can get over it."
I placed a little smiley face at the end so that she could surmise that I was being sarcastic about the being crushed part.

This was all in reference to a post on her facebook page where someone went totally berserk over an innocent enough comment Brittany had made.

She read....

"Guess who unfriended me? Nathan and Brittany!"

She wrote and asked why and I wrote back to explain that I was sure it was all over the "controversial" post. Of course I thought she was referring to the person that had unfriended us all.
The next thing I know, I receive a very apologetic email from her telling me how sorry she was that I had been caught in the crossfire and that she hoped Brittany and Nathan would come to their senses.  She also hoped that Nathan worked out his jealousy toward his sister.   I realized at once that she had misunderstood what I had written (it is easy enough to understand why) and began to laugh.  I wrote her back immediately to set the record straight.  Nathan and Brittany are still my facebook friends, they love each other dearly, and we are so not crushed that a certain someone unfriended us.

I have since discovered that same certain someone also removed the rest of our family from her facebook friend list.  Really?  Are you that petty?  It just makes us laugh all the more at the perceived insult.

Monday, April 5, 2010


Nothing beats that first, real honest to goodness warm day in early spring when people trade their jackets and jeans for t-shirts and shorts.  This past weekend we got three of them in a row.  The fact that they occurred over a holiday weekend when most of our kids were here was an added bonus.  We did not let them go to waste.

The men pose on their completed weekend project.

Our grandchildren and future grandchildren thank them.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

April Fool

She's beautiful, smart, sweet, and oh so gullible.  My darling daughter in law fell for the previous post, hook, line, and sinker.  In her defence, Daniel only scrolled down as far as the photo and when she asked to see if there were any comments, he quickly scrolled down to the bottom skipping the part where I mentioned April Fools.
For my efforts, I received a call from New Zealand at two thirty in the morning.  Had I not been awoken out of a sound sleep, I would have strung her along a bit more.  I am a little tired this morning but it was worth the interrupted sleep.
I could regale you with stories of April Fools past where I have pulled some very elaborate pranks, and had a few backfire on me but I am much more interested in pranks you've pulled or had pulled on you.  I am always looking for new ideas.