The Mouse, Part 2

We decided since it would be much too hard to patch up the hole (and since he could probably just chew through the insulation again), we needed to get rid of the little sucker. I was a little hesitant to use a mouse trap and therefore have a squished dead mouse in my cupboard, so we decided to catch him alive.

Seth turned to the internet and found this idea. Very clever, I thought. Since our cupboards do not have walls in between to separate them, we balanced the cardboard tube off the end of one of the shelves and placed a bucket below it.

We caught him within a few hours.

And I actually thought he was rather cute. Seth suggested we keep him as a pet.

I didn't think he was that cute.

This was last night, and since it was a little after 11pm and neither of us felt like driving a mile away to get rid of the mouse, we decided to leave him in the bucket and take care of it in the morning.

This morning he was gone.

I don't know how that mouse got out of the bucket. He must be in the Mouse Olympics for jumping. (That is the only logical conclusion I can come to.) Luckily we left the bucket in the closed cupboard and so he escaped through his mouse hole rather than into our house. Oh I shudder at the thought of that...

We're going to try to catch him again this afternoon. Hopefully he's stupid enough to fall for the same trick twice.

This is what we did tonight.

(Please excuse the bad haircut. I got it today. I'm getting it fixed soon)

Here is a better picture of the hole.

Crafty.

I confess. It has always been my secret desire to have one of those big wooden signs that has my last name on it hanging up in my home.

You know, the ones you see in all the cheesy LDS homes.

Since I had no idea where to find one of these for my own, I improvised:

Thank you Michael's.

Luckily I have a husband who is more into doing crafts than watching sports, and so we created it together.

Here is the process. It took much longer than the few seconds it takes you to scroll through these.

Step 1. Assemble pieces, letters, and q-tips (our "paintbrushes"). Lay down lots of newspaper.

(Mostly for me...)

 It looks like he is very angrily clutching this paint, but in reality what is happening is that he is furiously shaking the bottle up. He was waaay into it.

Step 2: Paint.

Step 3: Paint some more.

Step 4: Paint some more.

Step 5: Finish painting.

Step 6: Attach hot pink ribbons.

In case you're wondering, Seth painted SIR and I painted WON.

Step 7: Hang up.

Step 8: Enjoy "Shrine to Ourselves" - as Seth so nicely named this wall.

That's a wedding picture and our marriage certificate from the temple also shown.

We are so crafty.

Geocaching

Today Janette and I went geocaching with some friends from our old apartment complex. For those of you who've never heard of geocaching, here's a brief explanation:
All over the world, there are people using GPS receivers to hide and search for treasure. First, someone hides a small container (a geocache) with some little items in it. Then they post the gps coordinates on this website. There are literally hundreds of geocaches within walking distance or short driving distance from our house. After they're hidden, other people who have GPS units can look up the coordinates and try to find the hidden items.

Most people I've told about geocaching immediately ask, "What kinds of things are in the box?" The disappointing answer is that its usually just little pieces of junk, like little toys or stickers. But the real point isn't the stuff in the box! The fun of geocaching is in the search and discovery of the geocache.

Ok, now that everyone knows what geocaching is, that is what we did today. We went to downtown Provo and looked for 6 or 7 geocaches within a few blocks of each other. Although it was a little cold outside, Janette seemed to enjoy the experience until it started raining. One of them was hidden right outside the entrance of the Provo police station. As we poked around in their bushes, we were sure someone was going to come out and tell us to leave. It may have been our nervousness, but unfortunately we never found that one. In the end we only found about half of the ones we looked for.

Even with the rain, I rather enjoyed myself. I'm pretty sure Janette enjoyed most of the experience (minus the cold and rain), although I don't know how she would've rated the overall activity if we hadn't stopped by Five Guys burgers on the way home.

Because I don't want to do homework.

Favorite pictures from Sedona.

Trail in Red Rock State Park

Along the trail

Try not to gag too much on the sappiness, thanks.

Seth took a picture of his creation, which I found hilarious.

Probably no one else will.

He took pictures of all the food, even the box of toaster strudels in the freezer because he was so excited about them.

He had one for breakfast every single morning and it was delightful.

Breakfast of champions: Diet Coke and a strawberry cream cheese bagel.

I also had this every single morning. I also thought it was delightful.

Seth is horrible at putt-putting.

Inside the Mystical Bazaar store.

Among the plethora of art galleries and shops.

The name of the piece is "Seth and Clementine."

For real.

Red Rock State Park

*Sigh* Oh how I wish I were playing in warm Sedona instead of sitting here on my hard little wooden chair in my cold house typing a paper.

I miss you, Sedona.

Hiking Rock Canyon

Today we knew would be beautiful weather and so this morning we went hiking.

We decided to go up Rock Canyon since I had never been there and it was a nice easy hike.

The colors were absolutely gorgeous. We miss you, East Coast Fall.

Excuse my drugged look, but as of this point I had not yet showered or put on make-up.

Rock Canyon has a lot of good places for rock climbing. (According to Seth. I have no knowledge of this subject.) Here he is pining for his old hobby.

And indulging in it a little bit.

Despite his bag and shoes that were not conducive to this activity.

This is an old waterway that Seth showed me. He thinks it brought water down to Provo.

I thought it was the coolest thing.

And inspired by my creative friend Kirsten, I collected leaves.

I'm not quite sure what to do with them yet.

But I'll think of something.

Fall Break

UVU has a fall break and it is this week.

It's only 3 days - Wednesday through Friday.

Since I work Wednesdays and Fridays, today was really my only day off.

I made a nice long to-do list of things that I wanted to get done. I planned on getting up early and being productive all day long.

But what really happened is that I slept in, read a lot of this blog, ate ice cream, went to the mall and bought clothes, and hung out doing nothing with Seth.

The only productive thing I've done is go grocery shopping.

It was a lovely day.

Hoorah

Seth and I have been married for exactly 2 months today.

We still like each other.

P.S.

Can you tell which thing Seth wrote?

 

Ridiculous.

Today I came home to this:

Look closely. Do you see it?

Yes, that's right - Every. Single. Cupboard. Door. is. OPEN.

(Seth would like to point out that the bottom ones are not.)

No, he did not do this on purpose.

No, he did not notice at all until I pointed it out.

No, it is not a big deal.

And yet for some reason it still drives me absolutely bonkers.

Ah, the joys of living with a husband.

Don't be jealous, but....

....I'm pretty sure I have the best husband ever.

I have been having a very  long and stressful week so Friday he did this:

(Unfortunately since I leave almost an hour later than he does the "I" had been melted away...)

And this:

And he bought me this:

And he let me watch this:

Which is one of my favorite movies of all time. I mean seriously, Kevin Bacon and awesome dancing? It's a deadly combination.

Yep. Best husband ever.

Our Wedding Cake

Love this cake.

Love this picture.

Homework?

It is 10:30. Seth and I have supposedly been working on homework for the past hour and a half or so.

I'm sitting at the computer with my back to him. He is sitting on the couch with his laptop.

I turned around to say something to him and found this:

He has not moved from this position while I got our camera, took a picture (with flash!), and put it on the computer.

Also our space heater has been going on and off this whole time, and it is noisy.

And still he is asleep.

Impressive, huh?

This is a daily occurrence at our house.

Dinner Parties

Seth and I have successfully had two dinner parties. I like using the word dinner party because it makes the event sound a lot ritzier than it really was. Basically we just had friends and family over for food since they wanted to see our house, and who doesn't like food?

The first:

The problem with this one was that we invited 3 people over, and we have only 4 chairs. Luckily Danny came late, so I started doing dishes while he ate so that everybody could sit.

The second:

N106 roommates

The other two girls that lived at N106 with me.

This time we invited 7 people over. Our solution was to eat in the living room so that we could use our couches as seating as well.

*Sigh* Someday I'll have enough room to invite more than 2 people over and have everyone sit comfortably at the table.

As well as a dishwasher so that my guests won't feel obligated to do their dishes.

And a food disposal too.

And more than 2 plugs in my kitchen so I won't have to move all my appliances around every time I want to cook . . . .and maybe a washer . . . . and a dryer too . . . .

I'd better stop now. I love my little house. And so did our friends.

Clever Boy

This morning at 7am when we woke up it was raining.

As usual, Seth was late leaving for class. Except this morning he was even more late.

This is because of his dilemma of biking to class in the rain. (and I'm not talking about his body getting wet) His solution? He took one of our garbage bags and wrapped his backpack up in it. I came out into the living room to find him struggling to puncture arm holes through the bag.

I don't know if it was the little amount of sleep I had, the fact that I had never before seen someone do this, or his indignation when I started laughing at him, but laugh I did. The whole scene was hilarious to me.
Naturally I grabbed our camera which was sitting so conveniently on the coffee table.

Now, Seth rarely shows the slightest bit of annoyance at the irritating things I do (and I assure you, there are many), but this morning he was quite obstinate about me taking pictures of his garbage-bag shield, as it was making him late.

"I don't see what's so funny about protecting my backpack from the wet."

Yes. That is a direct quote. But persevere I did (and truth be told, the whole situation was even funnier to me because of his annoyance) and I got my blessed pictures.

This is after successfully getting his arms through the trash bag holes he created.

He stopped for about a millisecond on his way out the door so that I could get a picture of the back.

I'd also just like to point out that I did not make him late.

He was already late, I just made him more late.

What a clever husband I have.