ALL THA LADIES!!

Sorry I've been absent. As an update, the mouse has been caught (by Jared!) and the Bachelor is an idiot!

Tonight is that special night of the month where all the gals get together for grub and gab. This time it will be at Potbelly's Sandwich shop. It is across from Panera bread on HWY 6 near Target. The word on the street is that it is absolutely delicious. Hope to see ya'll there!

UPDATE

I found a humongous mouse trap at Wal-mart, brought it home to an eager Jared, who promptly perched a chunk of string cheese on it and strategically placed it below the oven (which is still pulled away from the wall) Last night while I could not sleep from an ill-timed coke I heard a loud snap! I ran to the kitchen, fired up my least dim flashlight (they're all almost dead ALL of the time) and peered into the rat's lair. The trap had snapped, the cheese was gone. But....no mouse in sight. He is probably laughing as he dies in the wall with the taste of his last good meal on his lips.

Pinewood Derby

Jared had three cars racing this year. The one he made for Ethan last year, the one he made for Ethan this year, and the one he made for Ike this year. Between the three he got 2nd, 3rd and 4th. Good job, Jared! Oh, and Ethan and Ike too.

The saga continues!

Okay. So Jared is BEYOND obsessed about this mouse. Last night, as I was trying to fall asleep he kept running into our bedroom to give me a play by play of the mouse eating the poison he had layed out for it. He was practically counting the bites! Then he was giving me stats on how long it would take for the poison to take action and where the mouse might go and what he might do during his last hours. I was trying to sleep. I could not concern myself.
Then, in the midst of my five hour nap today, he had the nerve to burst in and inform me that he has since learned that the mouse may go into our wall to die and this would stink! He was freaking out! I had to look at the clock at my bedside to be sure of what was happening. "You're home at 1:00......in the afternoon?" Jared NEVER comes home during the day. Never. If he has no money for lunch he will count out pennies for a convenient store hot dog. This guy hates to come home mid-day. This was unprecedented! I'm still groggily trying to make heads or tails of his presence and he is in the kitchen, power tools a-blazin'. He is removing parts of our dishwasher! He has got the oven pulled out into the center of the kitchen. I'm walking in, rubbing my eyes saying,"You came home for the mouse? You're home to check on your mouse?" He looks at me, the wild eyes are back and he says, very very seriously,"Liz, this is very important,I need you to buy a trap today. I don't want that mouse to die in our walls and stink!" Then he proceeds to tell me all the factoids about killing a rat that he has apparently learned from his friends...."Lance says they get drunk on this stuff and wander into strange places to die!" "Don says they can fit into a hole the width of a pencil!--a pencil Liz!" (He uses his hand to make a circle the size of a pencil tip just in case I'm not sure) I'm now realizing he has been talking about nothing but this mouse to everyone he knows for the past 24 hours. His poor friends/boss/co-workers. He's back to the trap now. "Liz, I really need you to buy this trap! Not the little flimsy ones. It has to be a really good trap!!" Okay babe, okay, I can do that, a trap, got it." He continues to stare at me with crazy eyes and is scaring me just a little. Then, he grabs all the convenience foods he can find in the pantry, and leaves. So now, I'm out to search for the world's best mouse trap. Hope Wal-mart has it cuz that's as much as I'm lookin'!