In the still of the night

A few last words before I go to sleep.

I've been up watching reruns of much loved shows from my childhood -
Dukes of Hazzard on CMT and TVLand is running Perfect Strangers, Head of the Class and my superhero of alltime Wonder Woman - just to name a few.
I'm watching and I'm thinking to myself how cheesy the shows were.
But gosh, they were great shows.
What happened to all the good, cheesy, superfluous fun shows?
What happened to Underroos?
What happened to fun?

I'd just like to reclaim some semblance of the carefree world I remember when I was 10.
Maybe I'm just in a reminiscent and nostalgic mood.
I miss giggling.
I miss thinking that staying up until 10 p.m. was REALLY late.
I miss all my BFF's.

I shouldn't stay up this late.

I'm pulling out my roller skates and I'm going roller skating tomorrow. Then I'm going to find my pom poms and do a couple of cheers and some cartwheels in the driveway. Of course I'm going to do all of this while wearing a tutu and only speak in pig latin.

andway otay allway away oodgay ightnay

I would not, could not with a mouse.

I knew this would be a problem when I started ripping out the juniper.
I've got mice.
This is not good. I don't like mice. All mice, rats and other plague carrying rodents can just be eliminated from the earth. I like most creatures great and small, mice aren't on that list.

At least the mice aren't in the house, I took some preventative measures with keeping them out of the house.
However what I didn't count on was the fact that they would take up residence in the garage.
Although, I believe part of that problem is the apartment complex that leans their garbage up against my garage. Which means all the little mousies get to have a field day.

So when I noticed the prescence of mice a few of weeks ago, I went to the hardware store and purchased a couple of humane "rodents will avoid areas with these painful sonic wave" thingies. At first I didn't want to kill them, really. I didn't want to set and clean out traps either. I just wanted them to leave and go find another home. So the sonic wave thingies worked on the front part of the garage but not the back part.

Fast forward to a couple of weeks ago when one of them peeked his head out over the wall to see what I was doing. That was it, no more humane treatment of animals. I bought some rat poison and put those suckers in the garage.

I finally got my first dead one today.
Victory Dance!
And RTL is the one who found it and freaked out. (evil hee hee)

I will prevail!!!!