A ROOM WITH A VIEW

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.

MOUSE WARS-THE SAGA CONTINUES

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.

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.