Mouse Trap!

My mom came down to visit for the long weekend and we had a great time.

Saturday was by far the highlight of the weekend. We started the day by making a huge pot of chili and re-covering my last two dining room chairs. While mom and I did that, Kendall went to pick up our free treadmill from a coworker. I LOVE free. It's actually a pretty nice machine.

Then we headed to the Yellow Springs Street Festival. It was packed. We walked around visiting all of the various craft booths and even went into the hemp store to giggle and try on hemp hats. My mother was fascinated that they actually had a store in Yellow Springs that sold all hemp products. We also found some great hand woven baskets at a ridiculously cheap price and scooped up a couple. On the way home from the festival, we witnessed a girl lighting up her bowl in the passenger seat of the car behind us. It was great! (If you know anything about Yellow Springs, the humor of this incident is not lost on you.) My mom even made pot smoking gestures out the back window at them. HA!

When we got home, I went to put all of my living room blankets into the large basket I had bought for them and found...mouse poop! I was freaked out. We had cleaned poop out of the house when we moved in and hadn't seen any in a long time. Two weeks ago we found some droppings in the same blankets and thought they had to be really old. I guess not. So I went out to the hardware store to buy mouse traps before our friends came over to chili.

The chili and the company was excellent, and at the end of the meal, while we all snacked on peanut butter cookies that my mom and I had made from scratch the day before, we all put our names on the bottom of a mouse trap. 8 traps, 8 names. We decided it would be like playing Survivor. If your trap caught a mouse, you were out of the game. We even took pictures of ourselves with the traps. (I'll post the one of me and Jessica when she gets it to me.) We set the traps with peanut butter and headed out bowling.

I had a really crappy night of bowling (I didn't break 100 in either game). When we got back home, I made mom and Kendall check the traps. All of the living room ones were clear. The two visible kitchen ones too. Then they looked in the corner, and there it was. The mouse. Caught by his leg and tail. Of course, they told me, and I cried. I went upstairs while they disposed of it, I couldn't bear to see it, esp. if it was still alive (they told me it wasn't). When I came back down I sadly asked, "Okay, who's trap was it?" Mom's response, "We weren't going to tell you....but I can't lie...it was yours!" Oh the irony! They also assured me that it was an ugly mouse. Nothing like Stuart Little. Buggy eyes with fangs, according to Kendall. When I called Jessica she said, "Oh good, it was ugly so it deserved to die!" We left the traps out again and caught nothing.

There are currently no other mice in any of the stinking traps. I'm the only one who has lost the freaking game! Stupid mouse...hopefully we don't find any more mouse poop and we can pitch the other traps soon!