Did you know that adrenalin can cause great things to happen and show us that under the power of adrenalin we can do things we thought were impossible. LOL I am here to tell you that the last thing a person on oxygen wants to see in the dark is sparks near them. And the reaction can be quite comical if it were not so scary.
I love my fleece blankets. They are the only covers that do not hurt me and sent to me by a dear friend. I knew that on some days when the weather was just right, static would occur and has in the past. Last nite, I was laying there with my little ear piece in my ear watching a tv show and pulled my covers to re-adjust them and heard “pop…pop…pop” in the ear piece and saw sparks on the covers.
My first thought was omg the oxygen is going to get it. I threw the cover back in a rush of adrenalin and was on those forearm crutches beating a path fast as I could go past the end of the hospital bed when suddenly I felt this force snatch me back and I landed flat on my back with my arms still encased in the forearm crutches and my legs all waving in the air. I looked something like a turtle flipped on it’s back with it’s arms waving in the breeze.
It took me a few minutes to realize it was my oxygen hose, still on my face that snatched me back on the bed. I have come to realize those things can really stretch and have a lot of strength like a bungie cord. LOL I felt like I was in a cartoon doing the impossible.
After I got my senses, I started giggling and all the commotion must have alerted son for he was standing at my door and saw me doing the “turtle dance” and giggling almost hysterically from release of adrenalin and asked me what I was doing now? When I told him, he started laughing and then said “maybe that is number three”.
I learned that adrenalin can make me move faster than I ever have. I think I dove into the forearm crutches for I do not even remember putting them on my arms. I don’t know how long the whole thing lasted but it felt like only a few seconds. Now I know how mothers have lifted cars off their children and other heroic feats. Too bad they can not channel it into a way to help disabled people do more. I also noticed that my pain level was down for a while after.
Meanwhile, I will take my fleece covers and throw them in the dryer with some dryer sheets to remove that static as I still don’t want sparks around my oxygen hose. And although the experience was “illuminating” to say the least, I feel really drained….must be the effects of using all that adrenalin and now it is gone.
I woke up after falling asleep early and was reading emails and stuff and there were some cute ones in there. One of the posts had cute little quotes and one struck me funny and I was laying here giggling.
It was talking about those papers you fill out and the question invariably comes up that says “who do I contact in case of emergency?” In the email, the quote said:
“Whenever I fill out an application, in the part that says, ‘In case of emergency, notify:________ I put ‘DOCTOR.”
I was reminded of a time when I was very VERY country dumb (now I am just very country dumb) and newly married and filling out papers in a doctor’s office and it had the usual name, address, married, etc. Well, the next box said Sex with a line. I put “sometimes”. Thinking about that day gives me the giggles now but I remember being mortified when the doctor explained to me what it meant.
Although mine was not intentional, I learned that this is called a paraprosdokian.
“A paraprosdokian is a figure of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected in a way that causes the reader or listener to re-frame or re-interpret the first part. It is frequently used for humorous or dramatic effect. For this reason, it is extremely popular among comedians and satirists.”
So, I thought I would share a few with you all that has had me giggling in here in the dark tonite.
“Where there’s a will, I want to be in it,”
“The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it’s still on my list. “
“I didn’t say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you.”
“Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy.”
“Behind every successful man is his woman. Behind the fall of a successful man is usually another woman. “
“You do not need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice.”
“I always take life with a grain of salt. Plus a slice of lemon, and a shot of tequila. “
Words of wisdom by John Hammond
“The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.”
Yesterday was one of those days where if it could go wrong it would. We were going to Colorado Springs airport to pick up mama (my aunt) who was coming to visit for a week.
First thing we did was wake up to a snowstorm that put so much snow down that we had to shove to get the side door open as the snow was against it. I kept asking son did he think the plane could land. It also was 12 degrees. BRRRRR
Then we finally get loaded, jack and all. We rearranged the van so that we had one seat out with Jack’s kennel and then a seat for Mama. And off we head to Co. Springs.
We decide that we are early enough that we can make it to the Walmart in Pueblo to get a few groceries before heading on up to Springs. All this time I am texting with a friend and she is asking me “where are you? Are you there yet?? As the day progressed, I sure was glad this friend was texting me as we needed her help.
We learned something yesterday. Google maps do not always send you where you want to go. LOL We ended up out in the boonies and got lost. So, we are texting back and forth with our friend states away and she is letting us know where the flight is and trying to help us get on the right road. She even phoned the airlines to have them give Mama a message that we were running late and would be there.
I looked at son, who was getting tense worrying about getting there on time and said “son, look at it this way. If we ever did anything normal, it would not be us.” He started laughing then.
About two miles before we reached the airport, our friend text us and said “flight has landed” and was giving us the place that Mama would be at to pick her up. Excitement was mounting. This was another dream come true to have her come visit. We had not seen her since my father passed away in 2006. I could barely contain myself.
We zoomed into the airport and son is hunting a parking place. Thank God this is a small airport and there was not a lot of red tape getting parked. I waited in the van as it was too much walking for me. Son bolts out of the door of the van and starts to rush off and comes flying back asking me “what airlines???” I hand him a card with all the info and he goes rushing inside to hunt American Airlines.
Jack and I are sitting in the van and I am watching all angles and suddenly I see son’s burgundy shirt and here they come. They are both laughing and when they get to the van, I am out balancing on my crutches waiting to hug her. They tell me that he walks right past her in the airport cause she is sitting there with her hood up and he did not recognize her.
We hug and kiss and then all jump into the van for it is still 14 degrees outside and head home and I am turned in my seat chattering back and forth with Mama and she is back there making friends with Jack who decides that she is ok after about ten or fifteen minutes of riding. Of course, the fact that she brought him a special squeaky dragon toy helps the cause.
And so, we head home, stopping to snag some pizza on the way and sit around the table talking and looking at pictures she brought and ones I had until late when we all were ready to fall into our beds and sleep.
But now, for the finale of the day in things that can go wrong. Son has gone to his bedroom and has the door open but we have the hall curtain there dividing the areas. I call him and step back and say “can you move your curtain back to the doors to your rooms so Mama can access your bathroom. He tells me yes and starts to get up out of bed.
I got back in the livingroom and forget to shut the curtain all the way. I tell Mama that this bathroom will be easier and as I turn to walk off, I see her heading past the curtain and down the hallway. I shout out “he’s naked!!! he’s naked!!!” LOL. Mama comes flying back out saying “I didn’t see anything ..I didn’t see anything” and we are all dying laughing. She asks me next time could I say that “naked” part a little sooner.
And all ends well after a day filled with mishaps. A huge thank you to our friend Sassy for all the texting and looking up info, keeping us on the right road and helping us find the airport. And most of all, for getting a message to Mama that we were on our way. We could not have done it without you.
There is nothing like being in that lack of sleep, pain delirium and having a dog with a sense of humor. The past few days since the hospital fun have been short on sleep and high on pain and medicine. Which makes for that kind of delirious sleep where you wake up enough to know you are awake but can’t quite focus on what is going on.
I found sleep elusive but when it finally hit, I found I slept hard. This is the kind of sleep my sons loved when younger for they would ask me could they do something and no telling the answer I would give. I had to make a “rule” that said “if Mom is sleeping, the answers do not count” to keep from finding out later I gave them permission to ask all their friends over for a party or drive the car, etc.
Last nite, I was not sleeping well and the couple of times I slept I was in that dead zone. One of those times my Jack once again managed to trick me and I know he was sitting over there laughing like this:
video by BafoDeChucrute
First, let me explain two things. I sleep in a hospital bed with the control on that long cord. The other thing is , son has my oxygen hose strung across the ceiling and goes through a pipe up at the top of the wall over my door so that the machine is out in the other room. Because of the night lights on all over the house, that hole leaves a nice glow at night.
Now, to Jack and his sense of humor. Evidentially, I did not hear him scratching the shredding machine wanting me to wake up because he was hungry. So, left to his own devices, Jack decides to use another method that he has been known to use in the past. Now, had I not been sleep deprived, in pain and on medication, I might have realized this is what he was doing.
I wake up to this sensation of going upward….my legs and my feet both are moving up and first thing that crosses my mind is that God has come to get me. I am talking and saying “God is that you?” I am looking around frantically and see this glowing tube and my exhausted brain thinks “there is the “light” everyone talks about and I start hollering “I am coming. I see the Light. I see the light”.
Next thing I know, son is shaking me and saying “Mama, Mama….are you ok” and when I open my eyes, I see son and think “Gosh, God took him too” and say “oh, you are here too?” Son is well familiar with me dreaming and sees Jack sitting by the bed where the remote to the bed is hanging and figures out what is going on and starts laughing. He had heard me talking but thought at first I was talking to Jack and then realized I was dreaming again.
He tells me Jack is messing with my bed again and I look towards that side and there Jack sits with that big toothy grin only a dog can make and I swear he is laughing. So, the moral of this story is never trust a dog like Jack when you are in a hospital bed and in pain and sleeping.
And be sure and pinch your son when he comes close for mine is sticking his head in the door and saying “seen the light mama?” and then starts singing ♫♫I SEE THE LIGHT♫♫ as he dances in and out the door.
I will be the first to say, that when the “New Math” came out, that I was not too impressed and did not want to try it. And I realize there are a lot of changes in education. But, I do have to ask after my experience two days ago at the doctor’s office. Is there now a “New Anatomy” for students to learn?
I went to the Kidney specialist and must say I was quite impressed with him. He knew all about the diseases I have and is rated highly and hard to get in to see. But, when he told me he wanted a brain scan, I sat there puzzled because I could not figure out how the brain had anything to do with the tumor in my kidney. My mind raced around trying to figure this out.
First, I found myself mentally singing the ditty that says “the hip bone’s connected to the….”
Written By: Unknown, Copyright Unknown
Ezekiel cried, “Dem dry bones!”
Ezekiel cried, “Dem dry bones!”
Ezekiel cried, “Dem dry bones!”
“Oh, hear the word of the Lord.”
The toe bone connected to the heel bone,
The heel bone connected to the foot bone,
The foot bone connected to the leg bone,
The leg bone connected to the knee bone,
The knee bone connected to the thigh bone,
The thigh bone connected to the back bone,
The back bone connected to the neck bone,
The neck bone connected to the head bone,
Oh, hear the word of the Lord!
Dem bones, dem bones gonna walk aroun’
Dem bones, dem bones, gonna walk aroun’
Dem bones, dem bones, gonna walk aroun’
Oh, hear the word of the Lord.
The head bone connected to the neck bone,
The neck bone connected to the back bone,
The back bone connected to the thigh bone,
The thigh bone connected to the knee bone,
The knee bone connected to the leg bone,
The leg bone connected to the foot bone,
The foot bone connected to the heel bone,
The heel bone connected to the toe bone,
Oh, hear the word of the Lord!
And I could not find one place that said the head bone’s connected to the kidney bone. Ok, so why a brain scan? Maybe there is a “NEW ANATOMY” course and the kidney has moved or maybe I failed anatomy back in college or maybe they just passed me to get rid of me. Or was the Doctor telling me I got my hiney on my shoulders? I really was not sure. But when I ask him, after the stunned feeling went away, he said the scan was to make sure tumors had not gone to brain. That I can live with.
And so I had my scans and I am laying here in bed in high pain flat on my back…or is that now my shoulder? ….and typing on my tummy…which could be my elbow. I am not sure with all this “new anatomy”. LOL
UPDATE: Just got a call and the doctor’s office told me they want a detailed scan of my lung now too. I wanted to say “uhhhh is that my old lung or one in a new place???” LOL
And moving on to other things. Just had to share with you a picture of Jack on his scooby doo pillow. what a hoot he is. He also has a scooby doo blanket and a scooby doo stuffed animal to match. It was so funny the other nite. He ate and then came in and got me up. It was about ten at nite. I thought he wanted to go potty. He led me to his bed in the living room and picked up his blanket and wanted me to cover him. Now, I am here to tell you…this is one rotten dog. But we love him. He makes me laugh. He guards me when I am hurting like now and he is too smart for his own good. And he has two special beds. One in the living room by son’s chair and his hut here in my bedroom. He too has tumors. Amazing isn’t it.
And now, I may not know anatomy, but I do know mountains. On our way back from the doctor, I took these pictures. You can see the snow on the mountain tops and the leaves are changing. Here we get more golden yellow colors and not the bright reds and oranges like back east. I love it.
This picture shows you there is absolutely no breeze going on. You never see this in the summers so that tells me this must be steam coming out. Don’t forget to click on the pictures to enlarge them and if you want them even bigger, click control and the plus sign.
I love these mountains. Their beauty, their starkness and the strength and courage it took our ancestors to go over them.
And this last one is called the Bosom of Mother Earth and means I am close to home.
I made a decision today to close my facebook. I have visions of everyone reading this looking like this:
One big reason sparked my decision….which is health issues going on. I just can’t keep up. And I have too much health stuff happening….doctors and surgery. I must have more scans.
My energy is low and I need all my strength for what I am facing. And I still want to do this blog and my cloud pictures, so I had to make a choice. Another reason is that Facebook is just releasing more and more of our info and making it where everything we do becomes public. I like a choice. So, am I radical deleting my personal facebook? Maybe so, but it sure feels good in a way. I know, people think you can not live without facebook. But, yes you can.
I will miss all my friends on there. I invited them here. And some will come.
I love this below. How many times have we given up because of these things.
DO IT ANYWAY
People are unreasonable, illogical and self-centered.
Love them anyway.
If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Do good anyway.
If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway.
The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.
Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.
Be honest and frank anyway.
The biggest person with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest person with the smallest mind.
Think big anyway.
What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. Build anyway.
People really need help but may attack if you help them.
Help people anyway.
Give the world the best you have and you might get kicked in the teeth.
Give the world the best you’ve got anyway.
Dr. Kent M. Keith
American Author and Inspirational Speaker
Life is not always easy. Sometimes we don’t want to get up and go out there to be battered and bruised all over again. But we need to “do it anyway”. For once we are up and going, then it gets easier each day.
I think, oh goodness, I can not go through kidney surgery again. It was horrific last time. I was in so much pain afterwards and they did not control the pain well that I lost like 36 pounds in 30 days as the pain was so bad I could not even eat or sleep. But, because I know the dangers if I don’t, ….so, I will do it anyway.
Take each day, one minute at a time and if need be, one second at a time. Enjoy the good times and just get through the bad times. Take every morsel of joy you have and just soak it all up inside. Keep the memory fires alive for they help through the rough times. But only keep the good memories. And for me….it is my mountains I turn to. They take me away and I feel free like I am flying through the sky. Are these not beautiful.
Son says I can do things to computers that he has never seen done before. Today was one of those days. I was laying here watching TV and glancing at stuff on computer and working on cloud pics. I lay flat on my back on the hospital bed with a pillow on my lap and the keyboard propped on it.
Suddenly, I glanced down at the computer screen on my right side (I have dual monitors. My son fixed that cause he worries about me getting bored since I am in the bed so much). What you see is dual monitors on the bottom and my TV on a swing arm at the top. And this is what I saw:
(remember to click on pics to enlarge)
In case you miss what the problem is, the screen on the right is upside down. LOL. Son at first said “oh that is no problem, we will just grab the browser window and turn it around.” I thought “Oh great! whew!” But when he sat down to work on it, this is what he found:
Not only had I turned the browser window upside down. I had turned the whole desktop screen upside down. Son looked at me and said “How the H did you do that????” I told him I had no idea.
So, as he was working to figure out how to get it turned over, I laid here and said “uh, can’t you just turn the monitor upside down?” He glanced over his shoulder at me and said “NO”. Well, shoot, it was a thought.
Working on an upside down screen is not the easiest as you can see in the picture below. He has to turn his head to read. Not only that, the mouse moves in the opposite direction. It took him a bit but he finally got the picture right side up and all is right in my world. But look at him working here:
He said he still did not know how I did that but at least he got it fixed. I told him “just think how much you learn about computers from me.” *looking innocent here*. He stopped at the door and turned around with this look and said “well can I stay out of school for just a little while”..and laughed as he walked out the door.
So, all I can say is “SHHHHH Don’t tell, Cause :
Son and I are like Frick and Frack…..Laurel and Hardy and fortunately we both just die laughing once we realize what we have done. So, thought I would share some prime Laurel and Hardy episodes that have happened with son and I. Now, keep in mind, we also like to spoof each other, so it really becomes a hoot around here. LOL
Episode one: I was cooking chicken soup one day and had just gotten it simmering really well when son came in. He is telling me all about school and I am getting ready to put the last things in the soup when I turn around and he has a spoon and has just tasted it. He tells me it is pretty good but kind of bland. I look at him, biting my inner lip and say “thanks. I will be sure and tell Jack (the dog), since that is his food”. giggling. He rushes to the sink and begins washing out his mouth. LOL
Episode Two: We lived in the country and had pecan trees all around. Buzz, a friend that lived with us, loved to shell pecans and bag them. Well the season was long past for them to be falling off the trees. I go outside one day, wandering around looking at my plants and spy pecans all over the ground. Excitedly, I pick them up and put them in the hem part of my shirt until it is full and I rush inside and say ”look …look what I found…Pecans!!!” Well, Son and Buzz both get this really interested look and start to get up and come help get more when suddenly they sit down laughing. Buzz asks me where I got the pecans and I said “under that big tree there”. They both sit back down and Buzz looks at son and says ”where did you throw those pecans I asked you to take down to the fence row and put out?” and he starts laughing and says “uhhhh, under that big tree right there.” We all died laughing as we were all about to be out there picking up the old nuts under a SYCAMORE TREE no less as if we were harvesting our new crop of pecans.
Episode Three: Son comes to my door one day and says “how you feeling Mama?” I told him I felt ok. He heaves a big sigh of relief. I asked him what was wrong. He said “remember when you asked me to bring you your arthritis medicine?” I said “yes.” He said “well I just discovered that I gave you the dog’s medicine and wanted to make sure you were ok”. We called the vet and he said “oh it won’t hurt you. You might start barking but that is all”. LOL
Episode Four: We got a package in the mail filled with goodies…lotions, soaps..and all sorts of good smelling stuff. I was rummaging through it all and son went back into the other room. Well, inside the box were some of those flesh-colored squishy ear plugs that you can fit into you ear. I put them in my ears to see if they really worked and was sitting here playing on the computer. Son comes to the door and says something to me but I don’t hear him. He tries again and I still don’t hear him so he grabs my shoulder to get my attention. I look up and he is talking but I only see lips moving. I tell him “I can’t hear you son” and he gets this look and suddenly zooms out of the room and comes back with the flashlight and starts checking me for a stroke..since I have had TIA’s before. He checks my eyes and then he looks in my left ear. I look up at him and he is having a fit. I told him to look at me so I could read his lips and tell me what was wrong. He told me that he wanted his ear scope thing cause it looked like my ear had closed up and he thought I might have an infection. By now, I knew why I could not hear him but thought I would tease him. He tells me to get ready cause we are going to the ER. I sit there and he is pulling out the thermometer to check me and his ear scope thing and is talking a mile a minute and I can’t contain my laughter anymore. I reach up and pull out the earplug and said “wait son, I think if I take this out I can hear you”. “giggling” He looks at me and says he owes me and then starts laughing..
Episode 5: This story takes place back east when we lived in the south. My Jack wanted to go potty but every time I opened the door, he would back up and not go out. For a couple of hours during the night we repeated this until finally I put the leash on him and drug him down the 32 foot ramp and out into the yard. I am thinking the whole time that once I get him in the grass, he will go potty. So, I get him out in the grass, remove the least and he makes a mad dash back up the ramp and left me in the yard. We repeat this about two more times and finally I tell him he better hold it for the remainder of the nite cause I was not going out there again. He did until 6 AM. I opened the door, he stuck his nose out and smelled and darted out the door and down the ramp. I walk out there with him and what do I discover? VERY big cat paw prints as in wildcat type cat. All I could think was…”oh great..you left me out there with the wildcat while you ran for the front door”. I might not have been so brave had I know.
Episode 6: One of my favorites. The boys and I raised each other. When they were teens, we had a possum under the house. He was tearing up stuff under there so the boys were going to get it. My youngest son lays on the ground looking under the house with his rifle and a spotlight. He shoots the possum, who was acting very strange and sick, and we think that is the end of the problem. Later that morning, we go to use the phone and it is dead. When the phone man comes out, my son has neatly shot the phone line in two. I think it is hereditary.
Episode 7: This story comes from when the boys were little. My youngest, who is three years younger than son here, is sitting in the living room with me talking about the dog. He is telling me “don’t Mandy’s teeth look good?” Mandy is our german shepherd. I say yes they do and about that time son here walks into the room brushing his teeth to remind me of something and my youngest son says “I brushed them with Bubba’s toothbrush”. While I have spit coke down the front of my shirt laughing..son here has made a mad dash to the bathroom, spitting out toothpaste, drinking mouthwash and wiping his tongue. And my youngest son, who was about 8 at the time is looking totally innocent and does not understand what is wrong with his big brother.
Episode 8: And one more just for the fun of it. We lived on the other side of the mountain and in a house with a full basement remodeled that son lived in and I lived on the main floor. I was forever forgetting he slept days and would vacuum and he would come to the top of the stairs and tell me that he was going to complain to the landlord and would ask me “you do know someone lives down here right?”
Well one night I saw a spider on my floor and was trying to kill it. I was barefooted so was trying to squish it with the bottom of my crutch and did not realize I was going across the floor banging my crutch trying to kill the spider and the sound was going “thump thump thumpthump” over and over. I finally catch the spider and kill him and turn around and son is standing at the door just watching. I almost jump out of my skin. I said “what?” He said “I just wanted to know what the H you were doing up here. You are over my bedroom. I had begun to think you had taken up tap dancing.” We both laughed.
Episode 9: Son has poured drain cleaner down all the drains. He is in my bathroom and has rinsed all the drains to see if the drain cleaner has worked. I am standing by the sink and he is about to plunger the tub. He has one of those high-powered plungers. He hits the drain on the tub and next thing I know..stuff shoots out of the sink drain and covers me and him both. We stand there looking like we had been shot with paint guns only the paint was this awful brown gunk. Now, we had two choices…get mad/upset or laugh it off and you guessed it…we both busted out laughing and son said..”well, we might as well stay dirty until we get them all”.
Episode 10: And my fav from moving: the washer flooded the breakfast nook and son and I were using towels to mop it up. Now you are talking two exhausted movers who have been working their hineys off. After we got all the water up with the towels …I looked at son and said ”son, next time can we just mop the floor?” He turned from a very frazzled man to laughing at the catastrophe that just happened.
Just when I thought things could not get even more amazing, I watched my son as he helped my friend sassy back east fix something in her computer. He used a program that Sassy had to download and then she give him permission to enter her computer and son went in and helped get the printer going for her…sort of by proxy. LOL.
I had to laugh when sassy asked how he shrunk so little that he could get inside her computer and then I thought ‘that’s where the mouse went!!!” I had visions of the mouse looking like this as he said:
“you want me to do what??? with that mouse???”
We discovered something about mice. They do not stay where there is no food so keep all the food put up where they can not get it and they will find a new home. We have all edible food in glass jars, plastic containers, the the freezer or fridge, etc so that there is nothing to eat here
I really thought the mouse left when we woke up smelling son’s “soup” that he cooks all night in the slow cooker. I woke up thinking ‘WHAT IS THAT SMELL!” before I realized it was the soup that had been cooking all nite. I am pretty sure I saw the mouse run out the back door with it’s bag packed too.
Now, back to technology. I got a kick out of listening to sassy as her computer was being fixed. As son was working, she was amazed to see her mouse moving by itself and see things open up on the page or disappear. Talk about having a ghost in your computer. It was very interesting and makes you realize how easily Big Brother could do that. LOL Either that or that was a VERY small mouse. LOL
Now on a different level, son went up to put shingles down on the roof and did a bang up job, getting very sunburned in the process. But we are ready for snow now. I loved this shadow picture of him that came up when he took a picture of the shingles to show his brother, so he could ask him a question.
And here he is wanting me to “throw” something up on the roof to him. I looked at him with the same look as the mouse above and said “you want me to do what????? It is nice he forgets I am disabled but that would have been a sight to see for sure, me throwing a hammer on forearm crutches.
And this is a picture of one table at the yard sale we had. As you can see, it was a beautiful, sunny day. We sold some, got rid of a lot of things we just were not keeping and then gave the rest to the neighbor for their Alzheimer’s sale. One of the things I love about Colorado is the sunshine. Oh what gorgeous days.
And so, the weekend is over and three weary beings are dragging around today. I am thankful we got rid of the mouse, so the mouse sage has ended and we are on to better things. There is always laughter in our house and fun for we choose it to be.
Thank you so much for the emails on the last blog post and letting me know how much you enjoyed the videos of the mouse. I too have laughed til I cried over them. The mouse sage was a good fun way to handle our invasion. I was about ready to adopt the critter when I saw son and Jack both stand there and watch this mouse as he “WALKED” across the room. Heck, I figured I might was well name him and put him as a dependent on the income tax forms. Shoot, I almost miss the little fella.
But things are calmer. Jack is sleeping all night now cause no wee critter is trying to invade his bed. There were a couple of times I was sure Jack was standing on top of his hut as I heard him do that high pitch squeal bark. And seeing son come running out in his BVD’s, forgetting he was not dressed when he heard his mama screaming something was in the bedroom has kept us both laughing for days.
And last, but definitely NOT least. This was a picture I took sitting outside at the yard sale. What an awesome pic it came out to be. I hope you like it.
Well, today, we discovered why our mouse is so good at what he does. I have decided that he or she is an impersonator. That is why we can not catch him. He turns into various things to avoid detection. I could have sworn I saw some of Jack’s little stuffed animals moving around and thought I was just tired. Now I know, it was the mouse’s stunt doubles.
Today, son discovered this promo release and I know it is our mouse. It has to be. He is too good at what he does. Take a look. Can’t you see him saying ”Mr. Demille, I am ready for my closeup now”.
video by AleRi8
I could have sworn I saw a union card tucked under his arm too. We will never catch him at this rate. Omg, he must be bringing in doubles for the stunts. No wonder that mouse was just stunned and jumped up to run away when son stuck his hand under the dresser to retrieve it.
And I think someone must have had a hidden camera and caught son and I the other day chasing that mouse for someone sent me a video clip showing our antics. Son asked me to hold the bucket and he was going to sweep the mouse off the shelf and I catch it in the bucket. Next time I get the broom!!!
this video is really not of son and I and was made by scovington67
So, here we sit a week later and that critter is still running around in here, eating all the peanut butter off of the trap. I swear he must be huge for I have these traps set so sensitive that we have a hard time getting them set behind the fridge and stuff cause they snap so easily. And yet, the next day, we find those traps licked clean. We have had to invest in another jar of peanut butter. I am wondering if maybe we should just buy the cheap kind, then they will come up to the trap and take one bite and go YUK and stomp their little foot and we will have them.
So, now I am down to serious business. I have on my wonder woman underwear and my wonder woman headband and have enlisted the help of the one I know that can help me with the critter problem. So, if you thought you saw something faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive…don’t worry, it wasn’t superman. It was
And his friend
That will teach those mice to mess with a couple of old-time southerners. LOL
- Comfort foods
- Dreams for the future
- Eating Out
- Etta James
- Female Impersonators
- heart center
- helping others
- Native American
- New Year's Resolution
- Protection from fraud
- Rocky Mountains
- US Military