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.