Ghosts= Mice

It's been a rough week without the tall one at the Woxague household. You see, every morning around 4am I've been waking up to some pretty creepy noises. I was sure it was something very threatening so I took to pacing the hallway infront of the bedroom to protect the short one which would wake her up and she doesn't really like being awake at 4am. At first we thought perhaps it was a zombie trying to get in, then we thought it might be aliens, then we thought it must be a ghost but since it hadn't attacked yet it was probably casper or slimer (you know, the friendly but somewhat annoying sorts of ghosts). And finally we realized it was a ferocious... mean... terrible... mouse. Yep, we've been loosing hours of precious sleep over a teeny tiny little mouse. It's taken to chewing open all the containers in the spice drawer. Must be in to spicy foods because so far it's enjoyed a fair amount of curry, ginger, turmeric, cumin, cinnamon, thyme and rosemary. Luckily the food is secured in the pantry which has proven mouse proof. So, that's my story for the week. I'll spare you the details of what we are doing about said mouse. Let's just say I was motivated to write this post because I heard a loud SNAP! come from the spice drawer.

Dog Jedi

It's a good thing I'm around to keep my peeps from falling off their bikes. For example, in this photo I am using my Jedi skills to keep Jason's bike from falling over sideways. Had I not been there to help he'd be toast. I like toast though so that would be cool.

Right now I'm kickin it with my grandogma, eating lots of food, and waiting for the girls to get back from Sea Otter in Monterey where they're no doubt having a great time. Perhaps I'll have some photos of said good times when they get back. Rumor has it they were hanging out with a few people who actually read this blog!