gross!

We haven't had power(for a day) or cable (for a few days). Someone is working in the trenches and probably severed the lines. I don't like calling PSE and hearing that no one else called on my street (no, I'm not crazy!). So my neighbor went door to door asking people to call in so we could get some service! Wes just called the cable guys and they said someone called and cancelled our workorder. How convenient! Oh, but could I be here tomorrow at 12? Nope, I'll be enroute from halau or L&L around that time. Wes said he'll be here on Sunday when they send a crew. Yeah, I wouldn't hold my breath! So, with no power to run the fan in the garage, I wasn't about to work in that sweatbox! I stayed in the living room after picnicing with the kids and tried to keep cool and had a nice nap. No work done around here today (dishwasher filled, washer and dryer too). I stopped by at Carmella's to drop off some fabric from Auntie Sweetie, and at least there, it was cool!

What was that cartoon show with the two mice who were extremely polite and Jinx the cat? He would be so frustrated, he'd say, "I hates meeces to pieces!". They love scampering in our garage after hours. So far we have trapped (and killed--yukh!) 3 of them. Last year we caught 8 in one week. Don't get me wrong, I think they're kinda cute (Mickey Mouse and all that) but they are rodents AND vectors (spread disease)! I'm highly susceptible to upper respiratory problems caused by mouse poop (who wouldn't be?)! We tried sticky traps (kinda like roach motels) but when our weather is cool, the sticky stuff isn't sticky enough. The mice take the bait, drag the traps till they escape and leave behind skidmarks of gray hairs on the (un-)sticky stuff!

They really love peanut butter and that's what we've finally resorted to. At least they die in ecstacy! What I don't like is that they make me feel like I'm a dirty housekeeper. I have past experiences with them too. In the 70's we lived on a farm in the middle of the pineapple fields. Mice would make their way into the house. I went through 3 pregnancies where I stepped on mice in my in-laws kitchen while I was cooking. That didn't happen to anyone else in the family! Later when we had toddlers and infants I had visions of them chewing at my sleeping babes. One was scurrying up the loosely woven drapes in the living room and I grabbed the broom while screaming like a banshee and knocked the living daylights out of it. Then I was too chicken to take it out of house.

Here's when I'm glad to have Wes. I figure at a dollar a trap, I can throw them away, trap, mouse and all. Wes saves us money by taking the mice out of the trap and then I can spread the peanut butter and set them up again! Yukh!!