So six became our lucky number. Catching one, or two a day....it's been 48 hours now since the last victim fell to the lure of peanut butter on the trap.
I have to say, six mice in our house and we NEVER EVER saw a ONE?? SNEAKY!
Troy has been strategically placing the traps in random places on the off chance they've become smarter than we'd hope!
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Trapeze Mice
So recently I've been hearing noises here in the basement. No, not the water heater gurgling, the pilot light firing, not even the dog scratching at the door. Mice. I know the sound. You can't tell me any different, who when I was a young girl had this pretty indian corn stored in her room. (why on earth my parents EVER allowed me to bring such varmit nourishment into the house is beyond me, but they did, or I didn't tell them I did!) Well, I should say, it all began with the indian corn, and once I brought home the Halloween Candy (including an ENTIRE Hershey's bar)....the pesky lil things REALLY had a feast!
One morning I kept telling Dad that something was in my room. I could hear it. At night mostly. His answer always was this, "The wind. The wind is making the insulation in the attic rustle." No way. First off..my dad BUILT that house.....no way he'd left ways for air to make the insulation rustle. And secondly, the insulation isn't that close to my room. Like IN it. These noises I heard like they were on my bedside table!! Well......yeah. Cause they were!
In the middle of the night one night...I don't know what time it was, but just late enough for the house to be quiet enough for the mice to be brave and come out to EAT! I heard it. The rustle rustle....scratch scratch. I looked out the window...no trees blowing in the wind against the moon lit sky. It wasn't the insulation! I just knew there was something, and it was close! So, I bravely flipped on my light, gained some footing on the floor, rose out of bed.....tiptoed towards the sounds, and just as I realized what I was witnessing, I screamed at the top of my lungs...as I swear the mouse did as well....and stamped, stomped, shrilled, and screamed until my parents came running. Did you know mice can make their hair stand on ends?? I've seen it!
Once my parents realized I was really okay and not being house snatched by a child abductor....things calmed down. That next morning I took the half eaten corn cob and perfectly eaten out of Hershey bar wrapper downstairs for dad to see......"So, not only does the wind make the insulation rustle, apparently it got hungry too"!
I know what mice sound like. So far we've caught three. I fear there may be more.
One morning I kept telling Dad that something was in my room. I could hear it. At night mostly. His answer always was this, "The wind. The wind is making the insulation in the attic rustle." No way. First off..my dad BUILT that house.....no way he'd left ways for air to make the insulation rustle. And secondly, the insulation isn't that close to my room. Like IN it. These noises I heard like they were on my bedside table!! Well......yeah. Cause they were!
In the middle of the night one night...I don't know what time it was, but just late enough for the house to be quiet enough for the mice to be brave and come out to EAT! I heard it. The rustle rustle....scratch scratch. I looked out the window...no trees blowing in the wind against the moon lit sky. It wasn't the insulation! I just knew there was something, and it was close! So, I bravely flipped on my light, gained some footing on the floor, rose out of bed.....tiptoed towards the sounds, and just as I realized what I was witnessing, I screamed at the top of my lungs...as I swear the mouse did as well....and stamped, stomped, shrilled, and screamed until my parents came running. Did you know mice can make their hair stand on ends?? I've seen it!
Once my parents realized I was really okay and not being house snatched by a child abductor....things calmed down. That next morning I took the half eaten corn cob and perfectly eaten out of Hershey bar wrapper downstairs for dad to see......"So, not only does the wind make the insulation rustle, apparently it got hungry too"!
I know what mice sound like. So far we've caught three. I fear there may be more.
Okay, so I asked for this one....
In a recent reply to a recipe exchange via email...I was the lucky recipient of a not so mouth watering concoction of ingredients that would make even the thickest stomach walls a bit queasy.....
From the kit'chn of Alfred Knack~
After killing one possum and skinning it you next portion the body into fourths. Next boil it in 400 degree water over an open fire in the back yard. This tenderizes the meat! Us folks in Arkansas like our possum real tender. You then place the meat on a open pit with lots of good old seasoning like mustard and turnip shoots and Poke Sally greens. This takes the wild flavor out of the meat! When this is done you can put the Possum in a big old crock of black eyed peas and simmer over the camp fire while enjoying your favorite adult beverage.
There was only one place I thought this could have come from, so I emailed the possible 'link' to my wildlife chef...and sure enough, Alfred is from the hills n hollers of ArKansas. To say I was relieved to find out, is an understatement. The thought this could have been some cruel, pre-meditated prank joke had me a wee bit skeered!
Thanks, Al..but I'll skip the main course and have two of them there adult beverages!!
From the kit'chn of Alfred Knack~
After killing one possum and skinning it you next portion the body into fourths. Next boil it in 400 degree water over an open fire in the back yard. This tenderizes the meat! Us folks in Arkansas like our possum real tender. You then place the meat on a open pit with lots of good old seasoning like mustard and turnip shoots and Poke Sally greens. This takes the wild flavor out of the meat! When this is done you can put the Possum in a big old crock of black eyed peas and simmer over the camp fire while enjoying your favorite adult beverage.
There was only one place I thought this could have come from, so I emailed the possible 'link' to my wildlife chef...and sure enough, Alfred is from the hills n hollers of ArKansas. To say I was relieved to find out, is an understatement. The thought this could have been some cruel, pre-meditated prank joke had me a wee bit skeered!
Thanks, Al..but I'll skip the main course and have two of them there adult beverages!!
The Blind Side.
A true and heartwarming story.....Now on the big screen. A must see in my book. Nov 20th. (will be competing with the second Twilight saga "New Moon")
http://video.google.com/videosearch?hl=en&source=hp&q=the+blind+side+movie&um=1&ie=UTF-8&ei=dSLqStCZLcmTlAe3n83_BA&sa=X&oi=video_result_group&ct=title&resnum=4&ved=0CCQQqwQwAw#
http://video.google.com/videosearch?hl=en&source=hp&q=the+blind+side+movie&um=1&ie=UTF-8&ei=dSLqStCZLcmTlAe3n83_BA&sa=X&oi=video_result_group&ct=title&resnum=4&ved=0CCQQqwQwAw#
Sam The Cooking Guy
I've found a new website! Okay, I was told about it...Joyce has a niece north of LA where her son lives...and she told me about this wonderful soup that is a recipe of sam the cooking guys! Once at his home page, click on recipes at the top of the page and you'll find a listing of his creations! http://www.thecookingguy.com/index.php
Friday, October 16, 2009
Fans for a Day
So one of the perks of Troy's new job is free tickets lately to football games. The first being Illini tickets which we sadly had to forfit to family members because we were already engaged for the day. At least someone was able to enjoy them! Plus, it was rainy that day anyway! ha!
The next offer was for Bears tickets sometime in the month of November. Okay, most know that we are Steelers fans, and other than that, we watch mostly College Football (roll tide!). But FREE Bears tickets? Sure! I mean, I can rustle up some navy/orange winter garb for a day. Actually, one of Lane's Birthday gift requests was a #6 jersey, which he did receive. So far, he's the only one of us that has anything 'Bears' to wear. Most of our winter wardrobe for outdoor game viewing is green, black, gray, or crimson! But I have a feeling a November 8th football game in Chicago will necessitate something a little warmer than a hoodie and turtleneck. I hope it's not so cold that I cannot at least enjoy the fact I'm sitting inside of the oddest looking building this side of the mississippi river. Soilder Field has always fascinated me from the outside. Let's see if it does the same from the inside. Of course, we may get up there and wish it were just a little rain we could have dealt with in Champaign!
At any rate, it is sure to be a fun weekend away with the kiddos!
The next offer was for Bears tickets sometime in the month of November. Okay, most know that we are Steelers fans, and other than that, we watch mostly College Football (roll tide!). But FREE Bears tickets? Sure! I mean, I can rustle up some navy/orange winter garb for a day. Actually, one of Lane's Birthday gift requests was a #6 jersey, which he did receive. So far, he's the only one of us that has anything 'Bears' to wear. Most of our winter wardrobe for outdoor game viewing is green, black, gray, or crimson! But I have a feeling a November 8th football game in Chicago will necessitate something a little warmer than a hoodie and turtleneck. I hope it's not so cold that I cannot at least enjoy the fact I'm sitting inside of the oddest looking building this side of the mississippi river. Soilder Field has always fascinated me from the outside. Let's see if it does the same from the inside. Of course, we may get up there and wish it were just a little rain we could have dealt with in Champaign!
At any rate, it is sure to be a fun weekend away with the kiddos!
Changes are a Commin
While Troy has recently gone thru some recent changes at the shop...and with his job, I too will be experiencing some changes within the dept I work in. My boss and his wife have accepted an opportunity in Maryland, thus leaving central IL. While some change can be good, it's the unknown that sends panic terrors thru my veins trying to sleep at night. Will I be able to continue making my OWN schedule? Will I suddenly be given different tasks which I must learn quickly? Or, will everything remain status quo' and all this worrying is for nothing? I'd prefer the latter outcome, but am preparing myself for.....well, who know's what to happen. Because in true icc fashion, you just really never do know!
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