A day out of the house with my BFF is like water given to the person dying of thirst in the desert.

I need the time away from The Curmudgeon before I contemplate new plots for more murder mysteries…

Um yeah …that’s it.

Lunch together laughing and talking is so much better than being driven crazy all day.

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Two less mice in my house.

And don’t y’all go all whiny on me about how sticky traps are not as cruel as good old-fashioned mouse traps. Sticky traps have to be the cruelest things I have ever seen.

At least with the old traps they die fast. Mice carry diseases and fleas. I do not need them in my house. They chew on wires causing fire hazards.

“Oh catch them and let them go outside” Nope, because five minutes later they’re back in my house.

We actually tested it once by marking a mouse caught by one of our past cats, we found her playing with it and had not as yet injured it. We let it go it go in the cemetery. The same night, the cat caught the mouse again, killed it,  and presented it to me in our kitchen.

We don’t have cats now, we have bull terriers who ignore the mice even when one brazenly ran under the old one’s feet.

Two down and goodness knows how many to go…

I got tired of stupidity, ignorance, and overbearing bullies.

I couldn’t stand all the sorrow…so many friends losing family members both human and fur covered.

Now I regulate my time to once a day and no longer than one hour.

Therefore, I may miss some news from time to time or be belated in responding to it.

Never fails, the weather gets cold and we get mice. One of the not so nice perks of living next to the cemetery.

It’s been warm enough, up until now, that we hadn’t seen any in the house. Can’t wait for the new back door so we don’t have an opening for them to get in.

Yep, can see daylight under the old door since last winter. Hey, doors aren’t cheap when you have to special order them to fit the stupid space.

We have a new door and storm door coming in sometime soon (I hope). Paid half down when we ordered them.

I started another collection a while back. Small tins. Here are a few. Most are smaller than their pictures…LOL.

The optometrist told him *possibly* Monday or Tuesday.

I kept him from bugging her Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday even though had to listen to his constant whining about it.

He called her today–nothing I could do to stop him. Answering machine picked up so he couldn’t talk to anyone.

After G and I headed out to go to Target and Weis’s Grocery store, she called.

His glasses were ready.

He called my cell phone while I was checking out of the grocery store. (Sigh)

We finished our shopping and headed right home so I could run him over for his glasses.

He has new glasses. He can see better now.

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