I keep meaning to go to the Azores! Maybe this summer?

Amyth, there are SO MANY places I want to go! But one I think would be fun but chill would be this summer when I was in France, I was bummed to not be able to spend a few weeks just driving to tons of tiny French towns and wandering around. There so very much to see there, and even if a town only has one museum and a good bakery, that's enough for half a day! My friend and I spent almost a whole day just driving through the mountains and stopping when we wanted (at a monastery, a goat cheese maker, a town having a festival) when the GPS wanted us to take a toll road for 90 minutes instead. Would've loved to do that more! I was kinda meh on Paris—it's nice and I didn't see anywhere near everything I'd like to, but smaller towns are awesome. (And the train system is pretty sweet too if you don't want to drive, or want to break from driving)

Timelies all!

Alas, I have no advice to give on either methotrexate or places to travel to. Sorry.

I'm sorry Cindy, my nurse on methotrexate was out today, but I will try tomorrow. She actually pushed herself too hard and needs to rest.

Also, I think there are mice under my stove. Evidence: My cat brought me a mouse and my cat is staring at the stove. I bought some mouse traps, and a container for the cat foood. I had assumed she chewed the bag.

I think I might have to pull out my stove and look for holes. DO not like.

I am serial posting, but I just did a better job than the professionals of cleaning a stain off my kitchen floor, because I just scraped some stuff off with a razor blade. I think it might have been spaghetti sauce. But now the stain they couldn't get off is gone.

Oh! Remember the flood we had? It was a mouse that chewed through the hose! It's a weird miracle to me that my mother upstairs has mice but I don't.

Also, did I post here that I thought my neighbor was growing weird facial hair for Halloween? It was not! He still has it.

It turned off really cold last week, after coolish temps, and rained for a solid week. The mousies decided they wanted to live somewhere warm and dry--like, with us, and moved in wholesale. There were droppings EVerywhere. Even, at one point a single little love gift on my unmade bed. We bagged up everything edible--we leave bread on top of the microwave, which is where the little buggers found it. Did you know the microwave makes a fantastic breadbox?

We've had a few incursions in past years, and leave traps set in the kitchen cabinets and in my bathroom vanity where one mouse got in there one time, but the trap sits unmolested ever since. This crew never got that far. We replaced the old peanut butter and set more traps, including four in the living room.

Where, as H and I sat watching tv one evening with the lights on, one cocksure little bugger sat licking the peanut butter off the trap *right in front of me* till the trap sprung and got him. We caught four, altogether, and though the traps are all reset and waiting, they seem to have decamped for less treacherous, if soggier, territory.

Good luck eradicating your invasion, Sophia.

one cocksure little bugger sat licking the peanut butter off the trap *right in front of me* till the trap sprung and got him

Karma?

It reminds me of the squirrels here, who will run halfway up a tree when I walk by with the dog (who is straining on the leash to get. the. squirrel) and then turn around and literally glare "Nyah nyah" at the dog, who then quivers with indignation.

Karma?

Nah, just braggadaccio (how many ds and cs are supposed to be in that word?) and comeuppance. And I'm pretty sure squirrels are related to mice at some level.