Archive for February, 2010

This incident is definitely going to be brought up at performance review time.

Friday, February 19th, 2010

Every once in a while we have mice in the house.  Thankfully, it doesn’t happen too often, and hasn’t happened at all this Winter.

We employ outdoor cats to assist in keeping our house mouse-free.

There are three such cats and they have a pretty cozy little home in our garage.  Their life is rather sweet if you ask me.

Last night, for about half an hour it sounded like the cats were conducting full on football practice in the garage.  There were bumps and crashes, but I was, well, too lazy to check it out.  It’s not that unusual for them to make noise, I told myself to excuse my slothfulness.  But, last night was definitely noisier and more prolonged than most.

Within minutes of the end of their tackling scrimmage, guess what I see in the rec room, just on the other side of the wall from where the cats sleep?  Yes, of course, a mouse.

I can’t say for certain, but all signs point to the fact that these three cats somehow chased a mouse INTO our house.  I’m placing an official reprimand into their employment files that states “NEEDS IMPROVEMENT.”

funny pictures of cats with captions

P.S. I wasn’t too lazy to place a mousetrap and catch the sucker by morning. That’s why I’m the boss.

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Super Decorator

Monday, February 15th, 2010

One of the things I love about Bud is that he’s a fan of simple pleasures. He doesn’t yearn for much, simply because he’s happy with what he has. The guy will have his own apartment pretty soon. I’m already planning on taking on an alter ego super hero form – the decorating fairy – sneaking in while he’s sleeping and hanging a picture one night, laying a rug the next, replacing his single plastic plate and bowl with a set of cheap dishes that will at least match. He’ll never figure it out.

Have I mentioned that outside of his tuition and room & board, he spends about $12/month?

But, one thing he CANNOT live without is having something to keep his hands busy. Thankfully, this is a very cheap hobby.

Whenever we Skype, it’s evident his hands are always moving. On one of our recent calls, I asked him to show me what he had around him. And, being the consistently evil person I am, I snapped pictures without his knowledge.


A blue rubber worm, paperclip necklace, deck of cards, class ring, and toy truck. What more does a guy need?

Tte decorating fairy is already devising a plan for sneaking the rubber worm and the paperclip necklace into the garbage can.

I shall replace them with a decorative air freshener and a potted plant.

I shall be a ninja stealth decorating fairy.  Bud will never know.

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Disgust

Wednesday, February 10th, 2010

It’s been a little while since I’ve done a Many Faces of Magoo post.  And, I feel a little bad writing one now.  The last post was about Magoo, and I like to spread the love a little bit more.  But, you have to make hay while the sun is shining.  And the sun was certainly shining last week when Singing Sally caught this not-so-lovely picture of us ice skating:

She HATES HATES HATES it when we show affection for each other.  And, so what do SweetGuy and I naturally do?  We use this knowledge to make her completely uncomfortable.  I swear to you she is not making that face up.  It contorts that way anytime we kiss.  And, look at the two of us.  We’re contorted around totally trying to catch her reaction.  Romantic?  No.  Funny?  Freaking hilarious.

I am going to set my alarm for 27 years from now and remind Magoo of her utter revulsion of the idea middle-agers might like to kiss every now and again.  Do you think she’ll have the same opinion?

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Interpretive Dance

Wednesday, February 3rd, 2010

This semester Magoo somehow managed to score a 3 credit hour dance class that actually counts towards two different requirements for her degree.  That’s a dance class… for her Molecular and Cellular Biology degree… in case you weren’t making the connection. 

It’s a good thing.  Every Molecular and Cellular Biologist I know had to burn the midnight oil to learn to dance like this:

Yes, Magoo and Emmy are demonstrating the moves Magoo learned in her first class.  You aren’t seeing it?  You’re just not interpreting it right.  But don’t feel bad, as you can see, the dog isn’t quite getting it either.

So, we’re spending a fortune to send Magoo to a class that teachers her how to roll around on the floor. 

Sorta reminds me of the time we spent $3,500 and hundreds of hours on gymnastics classes for Magoo.   Next time she’s home I’m going to have to check in with her to see if she can still manage the master move she had learned at the height of her gymnastics prowess - le cartwheel.  She could so stick it.

To be fair, she’s a much better natural dancer than a gymnast.  (Like that would be hard.)  I’m looking forward to seeing what she learns.  And, I’m so glad she can fill in that one missing piece for her med school app – DANCING QUEEN!

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