The Mouse Finale

The exciting finale of our mouse tale!

Actually it kind of sucks, in my opinion.

So Seth put out some crumbs to make sure there weren't any other little mice scavenging for food in our cupboards.

They were gone in the morning.

So I finally allowed him to go buy a snapping trap.

Unfortunately he set it up at night when we were both home and doing homework. It was very, very quiet.

So we clearly heard the trap snap shut.

And then we heard the little mouse squeeking in pain.

It didn't kill it on impact.

This is about where I started envisioning the mouse and gagging to myself.

Seth went to go get it an hour later and it was still struggling.

I said no more snapping traps. Or at least to set them up and get rid of them while I was out of the house at school.

He put out some more crumbs but they haven't been touched in days so we're hoping that this is finally the end.

Quittin' Time

Yesterday was my very last day working at Cold Stone Creamery.

I took advantage of my discount while I could.

Names

It is a well known fact in Seth's family that he would one day name his future children "Toast" and "Bucket."

Then I came along and married him. I am still in the process of trying to uproot this plan.

Because over my dead body are my children going to be named Toast and Bucket. (And I use the term "named" loosely, as these are not names, they are nouns.)

A few Sundays ago during Sacrament meeting Seth had fun drawing the ugliest babies ever and pairing them with equally ugly names. Then he would write "our baby" next to them. One of them had lobster claws. One had an onion head. You get the idea.

Anyway, in addition to Toast and Bucket, these are some of the names he came up with during church as well as a few others he plans on saddling our future children with:

Pugsly

Frankensauce

Chuck

Hoobens Bueno

Abdullah Abdullah

Milton

Gunderson

There are more but I don't remember them  now. They're equally horrid.

And what does Seth think about all this?

"I don't know why it fills me with so much pleasure to choose such wonderful names."

I wrote that down last night after he came up with "Milton."

P.S. Please do NOT assume this post was because I am pregnant or anywhere even remotely close to that. I know there were some of you... 

The Mouse, Part 3

I know many of you have been waiting with bated breath for the conclusion of this exciting story.

Never fear, I am here to indulge your curiosities.

So remember this quote, from my last post?

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

Yeah. He was not a stupid mouse.

We set up our clever little trap two (or was it three?) more times.

Each time our little mouse friend enemy would eat all of the crumbs leading up to the cardboard tube.

And then he would knock the tube over into the bucket, as if mocking us for thinking we could fool him again.

Friday night, in despair, I went to bed early. Seth stayed up to eat Apple Crisp.

When I woke up early Saturday morning, I came out to the kitchen to find this:

I was bewildered. I had no idea what happened. I had to wait 2 hours for Seth to wake up and tell me the story:

And so, the man finally outsmarted the mouse.

After we went out to lunch with some friends, we trooped over to the Duck Pond to set the mouse free in a new home far away from mine. Our friend Canada is an aspiring veterinarian and wanted to show off her animal restraining skills she's been learning in her classes.

But when she took the lid off the bucket, the mouse LEAPED out of it. I'm talking like 3 feet of air here, people. Mice can jump.

She chased it down though and did finally manage to "restrain" the mouse for us to look at.

During this whole episode Seth looked up a lot of information on mice and learned that they typically do not live alone. So as a precaution, he set out some crumbs in our cupboard to see if there were any more left foraging for food in our house.

The crumbs were gone in the morning.

I'm thinking this is not the end of our mice troubles.

Happy Halloween!

So we were actually pretty lame for Halloween. We did go over to N106 and hang out with friends for the night. But that's mostly because we didn't want to be at home in case any trick-or-treaters came to our door, as we had no candy.

Actually a small group came just before we left and since I was taking a nap, Seth was forced to answer the door. He held out our small jar of old stale candy corn and they each took a few. I guess as they were leaving one little boy complained forlornly to his mother that this was already the second house that didn't have candy. We felt pretty guilty so we got out of there in a hurry.

The one Halloweeny thing we did do was carve pumpkins. This was last Monday, for Family Home Evening.

Of course the worst part is getting all the pumpkin guts out of the pumpkin. This time it was worse because we forgot to bring them inside to warm them up, so it was frozen gook. Delightful.

Seth, of course, did not understand what my problem was.

Also, I sort of accidentally broke one of the little saws we had in our pumpkin carving kit, so Seth had to use one of his coping saw blades. He was a good sport.

Our creations! Seth modeled his after Jack Skellington, from The Nightmare Before Christmas (one of his favorite movies) and I picked a design from the little booklet in our pumpkin carving kit.

Hope everyone had a lovely Halloween.
Seth and I are going out tomorrow to get on sale leftover Halloween candy. I can't wait!