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This Just In!

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Just because I know how to run the camera doesn't mean I should. Sorry for yet another sucky photo but here is the socks-in-progress picture that I promised!

"Vengeance is Mine!" Sayeth Molly Bee

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I put out the trap to catch Angus. I baited it with peanut butter. I checked it a couple of hours later and the trap was still wide open and the peanut butter was gone...except for the tiny Skippy-encrusted footprints all over the feeder panel. I took it badly. I believe that it's the equivalent to receiving a tiny rodent middle finger. Adding insult to injury, he has filled his hole in. What does THAT mean? That MY peanut butter was not to his liking? That he's moving to a neighborhood where the trappers buy Jiff!?!? I've gone from wanting to catch him and cuddle him to wanting to mount his little-bitty head over my fireplace....if I had a fireplace. So apparently the trap is too big and I have to get one that has a more sensitive feeder plate. I can't exchange the one I have because someone got peanut butter tracks all over it. $19.95 down then drain. Maybe I could just invest a couple of bucks in a jar of Jiff (which apparently is more to his liking) and feed him fo

Hunting Wabbits...I Mean Gwound Skwirrles

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Behold the wiley thirteen-stripped ground squirrel. Not much to look at but able to dig deep holes and move mountains of dirt around the lawn with the greatest of ease. Our plan...to live trap him and move his furry butt to a rodent recreation area in the country somewhere. His plan....to evade arrest at all cost...and to continue trash our lawn. I've been researching websites on how to capture the little critters. Most sites advocate rat traps but you know me....can't hurt the little feller...so live traps it is. We tried to live trap him last fall, but he hated everything we offered him-nuts, berries, bugs, grasses, grains, seeds...typical ground squirrel fodder. So I look on various websites and find that they are most tempted by peanut butter..who knew? So if it doesn't rain tonight (don't want him to be stuck in the trap in the rain-how sad am I?) I'll thow a spoonful of Skippy out there and give it a try. The biggest challenge to the whole ordeal will be when

Memorial Day

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Since Scott and I are far away from the burial places of our loved ones, we decided that releasing balloons with notes is a proper way to check in with them on Memorial Day (and sometimes their birthdays or death dates). I have had a rocking headache today and we didn't get the balloons as planned, so I wrote notes to Daddy, Poppy, Grammy Grace, Bugs and all of the friends and kin who have gone before and set them on fire. The smoke rose to the heavens as well as helium so I hope my messages and prayers were received. Nothing else going on today really. We tore apart the kitchen, dining room and swabbed the decks first thing this morning. Scott repaired and repainted the wall the got all scratched up by Sneakers' bunny cage. So it's pretty spiffy out there. We also went to Menards and bought a live trap to try and capture the seven striped ground squirrel that has set up camp in our back lawn. Little guy has a main tunnel and escape hatches dug all over. Where is Bill Murr

This Little Piggy

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I regret to inform you all that I am now officially a Flatlander after 16 years. You know have succumbed to the power or the prairie when the highlight of your Memorial Day weekend is going to the Coliseum to stand in line in the blazing sun with a hundred thousand of your closest friends to eat pulverized pork in a tube smothered in sauerkraut and onions. Yes, boys and girls, it's BratFest weekend. Our good friends Tom and Donna called us up this morning and asked us to go with them so off we went. We parked about two states over and hiked in to the festival on the 90 degree humidity. By the time we got there, they had sold 131,000 brats and were gunning for 200,000 before the weekend was over to beat the world record. There were 20 industrial-sized grills on the back of a flatbed and the Johnsonville Brat company's huge trailer truck grill. Humanity of every size and description was wandering around with mustard on their chins. I can't eat brats. One bite and this little

Peanut Butter and Jelly Socks

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My first knitting content! I finished my Peanut Butter And Jelly socks; aptly named by the little boy next door who thinks that that's what the colors look like. It's a bad angle and the photo looks like the socks are two different sizes, but they aren't. The stripes even match. I will have to get photography tips from Jerry over at "When Knitting Was A Manly Art" site. He takes awesome photos of his knitting, animals, and flowers. But I'm still learning. Hopefully by next weekend I will have my 'Two Old Bags" Shrug (think a shawl with cuffs) done and ready to photograph. That sucker has taken me all winter to complete. I will be soooo glad to have it done. Just in time for the 90 degree days of Midwest summer! Good planning. Off to see 'The DaVinci Code' and have some sushi with friends, Donna and Tom...

SOUL PATROL!

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My Tay Tay won!!!! All is right with the world! Soul Patrol!

Dangers Of Living in the City

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You know, I lived in the wilds of the State of Maine for almost 25 years. I tromped in the woods, over hill and dale, hither and yon . I swam in rivers, ponds, lakes and the sea. All safe and sound...unscathed. Then I moved to the city with it's asphalt, traffic, noise and Starbucks every ten feet. Sounds like the last place to be accosted by one of Mother Nature's own, but last night while walking in my own neighborhood, minding my own business, I was nearly et up by a huge snapping turtle! Now there's something you don't expect or prepare for when you strap on your sneaks and your Ipod! When I was coming up the bike trail by our house, I thought it was a ground hog or mutant bunny or something. As I got closer I realized it was a turtle about the size of a meat platter and you know me...my first thought was to pick him up and move him out of the way. As I approached him I could see that the back of his shell had those little spikey bits and mentally scanned through m

Consistent If Not Exciting

Two days in a row! Still no photos but I'm working on it! There's an office supply show at work today. Complimentary Post-It's and Sharpies for Molly Bee! I loves me some free samples!! Seriously... how sad am I that almost nothing excites me more than new pens and paper! I got more free stuff than I could lug back upstairs. Later they are sponsoring a free lunch and prize drawing for the bigger stuff...Wrist rests, Day Planners....Lordy it's better than Christmas. Scotti B. and I will be settling in for some serious t.v. watching tonight. We are American Idol fanatics. I have been rooting for Taylor ever since I saw his first audition. If you can't reach us tonight it's because I will be dialing in my votes for my Tay Tay after the show! Knitting: I'm working on socks right now-peanut butter and jelly color scheme (actually KnitPicks 'Vineyard'). I'll put up a photo soon. This is the first time that I have consciously tried to make identical soc

Opening Day-Welcome!

Welcome to my Blog! I was so inspired by Brooke over at DrunkenMonkeyKnits that I thought I'd finally give this blogging trend a try. I've kept journals since I was able to write. I do a lot of crafting and other fun things that I wanted to share with friends and family...and anyone else who stumbles here. So this seemed like a perfect hybred of the two! I've got a lot of work to do to learn how this all works, how to post photos etc. so please be patient. Here are some of the basics: *My husband and I live in Verona, WI. I'm originally from Maine; he from Milwaukee. *He loves gaming, NASCAR, football and all things computer related. *I love reading, cooking, walking, nature (particularly any body of water), animals (both wild and domestic) and all things craft related. *Together we love geocaching, movies, playing board/card games and playing with our furbabies; Sebastian the bossy, black cat, Sneakers the cantankerous bunny and Wee Fergus the small, white, decreped do