Saturday, August 29, 2009
Yes, those are mice. That bucket they are in? That's my cat's food bin. I have suspected for some time that something was getting in there because everytime I get to the bottom of the bucket I find little black pellets in there, but I never expected to open the door to the closet and find that. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me back up.
I was sitting at my desk, checking my email and I kept hearing a rustling noise coming from the closet. Suki likes to play in there but I had a lock installed on the door about 4 months ago so I knew it wasn't Suki. Knowing it was probably something I didn't want to see I was doing my best to ignore it. However eventually my curiosity got the better of me and I decided to have a peek. I got up, unlocked the door and stuck my head in. Out of the corner of my eye I saw something small and grey hopping in the bucket. Of course at that point I screamed and slammed the door so hard that I knocked the bulleting board off the wall and onto my head.
For about two seconds I considered calling my father and not asking but demanding that he drive into town and GET RID OF IT RIGHT EFFING NOW!!! Then my cooler head prevailed and I realized that he'd probably just laugh at me. I calmed down, sat back down at my desk and continued reading my email. And then I got curious again. I wanted to know exactly what kind of grey furry thing I saw jumping in the bucket.
I open the door to the closet again, which at this point is again locked because, you know, that tiny little grey thing might just get out of that nearly empty bucket, sneak into the main part of my loft and nibble me in my sleep don't you know? And then I had the brilliant idea of taking a picture of whatever I found because you know, I live in a second story loft and no one's going to believe that I have a thus far unidentified grey thing in my closet.
So I see that it's this tiny little grey mouse. Seems innocuous enough. But then I notice that in the other corner of the bucket there's another little grey thing twitching and I realized that I have not one but TWO tiny little grey things in that cat's food bucket. TWO! MICE! IN MY APPARTMENT!
Les, the building maintenance man, is going to get a call about this. Just as soon as I quit freaking out.
Monday, August 24, 2009
About 5 minutes before I had to be at church yesterday morning I looked in the mirror and decided that I didn't want to wear the necklace I had just put on. As I was picking up my guitar with my right hand I took it off with my left hand. OK, actually I just tried to take it off. About half way through the motion I felt a shart pain in my neck and I haven't been able to turn my head since.
So. Last night I didn't sleep very well. No matter what position I layed in I was only comfortable for a couple of minutes before my neck started hurting again. I think I finally fell asleep around 4. You know where this is going.
I still haven't figured out how she did this but Suki crawled up into the bed somewhere down around my feet without untucking the sheets, snaked up the blankets next to my legs and then poked her head out right next to my face. I must have breathed right in her ear because I woke up to the sound of her ears flipping back and forth. Usually I find this sound to be quite humorous but at 4 in the morning? I think Cole rubbed off on her more than I'd like.
Before you ask, he has a nasty habbit of txting and waking me up at 3 a.m.
Update: I just realized that 3 of my last 5 posts are about one or both of my cats. I need to get a life.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
This is the Queen of Retail Sales pin. I won it tonight at Tuesday Night Live, my Mary Kay weekly success meeting. I only get to wear it for the next week and then I have to give it to next weeks winner, but I'm determined that this little guy and I are going to get to know each other real well. Oh yes.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
She looks so sweet and innocent, but sometime around 6 a.m. yesterday she transformed.
As I said, it's around 6 a.m. I'm curled up all snug in my bed, vaguely aware of the construction going on down the street. Just when I was about to drop back into peaceful slumber I heard it.
The best way to describe the horrible sound I heard is to tell you how to recreate it. All together now, press your chin to your chest, open your mouth wide and let out the lowest pitched, "Mreaowr," that you can. Go ahead, try it. I'll wait.
There! That's the sound that came out of my usually very sweet Suki! I thought someone had let an African Lion into my bedroom! It was horrible! I opened my eyes and looked at her and all she did was tip her fuzzy little head to the side and in her usual sweet voice said, "Meow?" and then hopped off the bed to leave me to TRY and get two more hours of sleep before work.
I decided to go work out instead. But that's a story for another day.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
It's the weekend and for the first time in a long time, I have no plans! And I like it! The apartment is already clean so I can check that off the list of possibilities. I could go out to my parents and do laundry? I'm actually running low on foundation garments so that may be a good idea. Catch up on season 11 of Big Brother? Watch all the instant view movies in my que on Netflix? Walk downtown and stare into the fence at Sweet Pea because I'll be danged if I pay $15? There is of course praise team practice and church on Sunday, but that kills what? 3 hours? That leaves a whopping 45 left to fill! What to do, what to do?