Yikes! Mouses!

Sounds like I'm going to have to add HBIC to my phone contacts, smonster! Go, you!

We have a mouse or mice in the kitchen. We have FOUR CATS and a DOG. Get to work, bitches -- earn your kibble! Our outside cat leaves us mice and birds all the time, but she does't want to stay the night. That'll change when it gets cold, but...

I'm gonna have to get some traps. I'd like to be the kind of person who's all catch and release. But I'm a farm girl at heart. Sorry, mice. Should not have pooped in my silverware drawer.

Live and let live; crap in my silverware drawer and die. And they chewed up my good potholder. Shoulda stayed in the garage, meeces.

(Sorry if animal lovers are upset by this, but I eat meat, and I kill mice in the house.)

I'm back at work today. I don't quite want to be back at work, but while I'm still feeling sick, I'm not feeling quite sick enough to justify staying home, and I've been on the antibiotics long enough that I'm not contagious anymore.

Hil, I hope you get through the day okay and can rest.

Erin, hate to hear that you're dealing with meeces, too. Do what you gotta do.

So, in all the brain whirlwind of last night, I forgot to set my alarm and woke up 15 minutes after I need to leave. Thank god I'd done prep last night and had already planned to have my supvr drive the trailer to site. I called them with a list and got ready and still beat them to site. We'll see how they do while I'm at the vet. Which is where I am now.

Forgot to say, lots of ~ma, Erin!!

My waking up issues today resulted from fluffy black cat Shadow deciding for the past two nights that Mommys make the best cat pillows in the world. He doesn't often get that snuggly, but he's got owies from a cat fight, and when he feels bad he tends to cling. But I've got to get up to keep him in the palatial standard to which he's accustomed, even if he does give the most pathetic death-squeak when I extract my hand from his four-limbed hug.

Feel-better wishes for Steph, Hil and anyone else who's not well.

There are many words one could use to describe the town, but the words "handicap accessible" would not be among them.

Eek. I should have thought of that. I haven't been to Stratford for a VERY long time. Does it have a lot of cobblestones, like some old towns in Britain? Hate those. Hope you enjoyed it, at least!

Seska, the cobblestones weren't that bad, but every building we visited was multi-floored and the restaurant did not have a disabled loo, so I went upstairs for that too. I managed but I'm tired. TCG was adorable and went up all the staircases first then came down and reported how many steps, how narrow, etc.

Of course, all of that is nothing compared to Haworth today. The Bronte Parsonage is "just 2 minutes up the hill" from where we're staying. Up an extremely steep, cobble-stoned hill in the pouring rain and heavy winds with slippery leaves everywhere. Bronte Parsonage was worth it, but it was quite the treacherous journey.

IBetterN, the inn is adorable and I have wifi again!

Heh, Connie. Yeah, now that's it's chillier both cats have decided the The Lap is where they need to be...which is fine, but I gotta work, felines!

Thanks for the -ma. I woke up a little late, but I was up until four.

But I am giving some garage sale detrius to a friend and her little boy, then she is taking me to lunch (belated bday! Tuesday surprise brunch!) and then I am dyeing hair red while working on a resume.

The meeces will just stay until next week -- I have Too Much To Do until the trip, and then Tues/Wed next week, I have a free web design training to go to -- I won it at a freelancing networking event, and was geeking out! WOO! Web design classes! HELLS, YEAH!

Erin, tons of ~ma.