Will wonders never cease

Now THAT'S never happened before...

Mint Truffle Insanity

I've always been a Hershey's (rather than a Nestle's) kind of girl, but I've had a take-it-or-leave-it attitude toward Hershey's Kisses. Not anymore, my friends, now that I've discovered these minty kisses. Nicely minty with a lovely chocolate finish. They rate 5 candy canes out of 5!

Hooray!

Hooray! The snowblower started!


Remind me again...why is it that I live in the Upper Midwest?

Thanksgiving aftermath

It's fair to say that a good time was had by all...lots of eating, Da Boys went hunting, we found some great Christmas trees, I learned a new board game called Dominion, and I came back with a cold. All in all, you couldn't ask for anything more!

Thank you, thank you

I am grateful for

• My family who loves me
• My friends who put up with me
• My job, because even though it drives me crazy, it gives me security
• The children in our family—Ellen, Evie, Max, and Maggie--
• The opportunity to vote in this year’s election and for the hope that things will start to get better
• My pets, who teach me daily about unconditional love and the simple joys of life
• The music, books, and movies that bring me so much pleasure and entertainment

Happy Thanksgiving!

Roomba cat

Okay, this cracks me up. Do you suppose that cat rides the Roomba all day long?



Kinda makes me want to get one. Roomba, the world's most expensive cat toy.

So, how did YOUR weekend go?

Late Saturday night, getting ready for bed, I walked into my bedroom and immediately noticed a strong scent of something...rotten. I figured it couldn't be natural gas, because the smell was just in the bedroom and the furnace and water heater are on the other side of the house. Then I realized...it was the odor of dead mouse. I looked everywhere for it--under the bed, in the closet, behind the dresser--nope, nowhere. Had it crawled into the heating vent and died? How would I get it out? How long do dead mice smell? Too tired to worry about it, I crawled into bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, making my bed, I discovered the poor wee mousie behind one of the bed legs. Trying to forget that I had slept the night less than a foot away from a dead mouse, I focused on being grateful it hadn't died in the vent or the walls. After properly disposing of the ex-mouse, I scrubbed the floor and lit a scented candle to air the room out.

Earlier Saturday night, I watched the movie Grey Gardens, which was recommended by Shawn. In one memorable scene, Little Edie feeds Wonder bread and Purina Cat Chow to the raccoons living in her attic. Edie lived with raccoons, I live with dead mice. If I start wearing towels on my head like Edie did, somebody better snap me out of it.