The nerve--he ran out of my bedroom closet, climbing over my sweatshirt--stood and stretched and yawned like he just was getting off a bus. I screamed and screamed and he just stared at me. I ran and got Muffin and tossed her in the room. Muffin literally walked past the mouse--I think they waved. I screamed some more--grabbed the bedding (i was making the bed!) and the laundry (I was folding laundry next) and ran down the hall to call Doug the handyman. I reached his sweet wife. Doug wasn't home. I ran back to the bedroom to shut up the room, trap the mouse and he was GONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I ran to the living room and there he was admiring the view in the kitchen! I screamed and screamed and he didn't mind a bit! He was big and very furry--had on a very thick winter coat! I think now, he had traveled in for a guest appearance with the Moscow Ballet-scheduled to do the Nutcracker in A2 this week. He was tiptoeing around . ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH I grabbed a towel and threw it over his head. He didn't seem to move. So I ran in the kitchen and grabbed a heavy alumnium pan and screamed as I placed it over the part of the towel I thought had the mouse. Then I got the heaviest book in the house "History of Art" and put it on top of the pan--to keep him from escaping or running off with the pan still on him. Then I sat in the living room and watched for any movement (none!). Doug arrived about 30 minutes later. I met him at the door. I told him "Now Doug, if you lift that towel and he isn't under there I want you to lie to me and say "I got it" ! " He waited while I disappeared down the hall a safe distance away. He got it by the tail (so he said) and said "what should I do with it?" and I said "oh, don't hurt him, just send him outside". So out he went.
I HATE MICE!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am contemplating remarrying!
School was full. Kids are having difficulties getting ready for the holidays. My stinker 4th hour was suspended from school for several days due to his antics in Piano Class YEAH!!!!!!!!!!! Not sure that will help much.
Talked with Jeanine via email. Life is hard at her workplace--lay offs. Talked with Mark via text message (his birthday)--he is having a terrible time with morale. Gosh!
Orchestra concert was tonight and I didn't go back in. Sometimes I just need to be nothing.
I've become addicted to NCIS. I really like the program.
Did I mention the FANTASTIC dinner last night? Cranberry brined turkey, cornbread and water chestnut stuffing, squash and great wine and conversation. Life is good!!!
Well....laundry to do.
Gonna go wet my whistle with some apple cider. Was on a lemonade kick but the lemonade is gone.
Hope you are enjoying the beautiful full moon--I AM!
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