Clever little rat!

Adventure Rat This is great!!

daily update

I am a woman obsessed! I look on Realtor.com nearly every day in many or all of the towns we could move to, and I also peruse the websites of the real estate offices to check out their featured listings. I don’t know if it is a good pasttime or not. (It doesn’t really take that much time.) I like to think that I am familiarizing myself with the market, but sometimes I think I’m only torturing myself when David says we won’t be moving until January, at the soonest, 10ish weeks has never seemed so painfully long. So, I’m especially ancy to do the holiday shopping, as well as shop for Spud’s b-day (Christmas Eve!). As if that will hurry time along. It was quite cool here today, reminding me of the painful imminence of winter. Since I’d hoped to have moved south before it turned cold, I think I’m trying to live in denial. It only works on sunny days.

I went jogging this morning for the first time in months. I felt it. But I felt good during and later, after my lungs forgave me for the cold air. Hopefully I can make it a habit of sorts.

The Comic Life

Peek-A-Boo!

Isn't this little fella cute? Nope, he isn't one of mine. But I did take the picture at the rattery where I got Marco & Berkeley. I was cleaning out old photos today and noticed this guy. I really don't know why some people view rats so negatively. Sure, there's the naked "wormy" tail, but that is pretty easy to get over. And with faces like these, who can resist?

comic life

New program I played around with today. I just used some pix I had on hand of my late rat Frisco. No, my captions aren't very clever, but hopefully I'll get better.

In the News

Hey hey! Mormons are the feature story in this week’s Newsweek.
The Mormon Odyssey
Q&A with President Hinckley






“You go through life, you try to be nice to people, you struggle to resist the urge to punch ’em in the face, and for what? So some pimply little puke can treat you like dirt because you’re not on the team. Well, I’m better than dirt. Well, most kinds of dirt. I mean not that fancy store bought dirt. That stuffs loaded with nutrients. I... I can’t compete with that stuff.”

Moe Szyslak

Blahs

I’ve been having a case of the blahs lately. I find that it makes me want to buy things on eBay for the momentary thrill and the happy anticipation of getting something worthwhile in the mail. Luckily, though, I’ve been able to refrain so far. This case of the blahs also makes me have insane chocolate needs at about 3:30 every afternoon. Sadly, the only readily available chocolate in the house is hot cocoa, and I already had some. It didn’t do much to curb the craving, though. Sigh....



“You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is ‘never try’.” ---Homer Simpson

An elected official with a brain

Sadly, I think her voice of reason is drowned out by hysteria, so I suspect the Aurora (Colorado) pit bull ban will pass. I reiterate my position that the stupid population is overrepresented in government. Particularly local governments. (Though state & federal aren’t far behind.)

Go Rep. Stafford!

Noodle at the park

Just wanted to post these pix of my little Noodle girl when we were at the park.

Courtesy Laugh

So Spud does this thing now where it’s like he’s giving us a courtesy laugh. When anyone else in the house is laughing, or sometimes if he just thinks we’re being funny, he’ll do a “Ha ha huh!” sort of chortle/giggle. It’s pretty hilarious, and never fails to make us laugh harder, so I guess it’s effective. He’s walking about 10 steps or so at a time now, which is way too many since he’s only NINE months old. Sheesh! Oh well. It makes him happy and I really don’t think he can get into more than he does already...he’ll just do it faster! He’s a happy little boy, though. Our friends might take issue with my use of the word “little”. He is nearly 30“ tall and probably weighs 26 lbs now. Not excessively chubby, just a solid little guy. Noodle was the same way as a baby--very solid and muscley. He does have the bad habit of biting EVERYTHING, though. He’s constantly trying to bite my pant leg, or my arm, or my shirt, or ANYTHING. And those little baby teeth hurt! So, I’ll be happy when tooth #8 finally erupts, as it might give us a reprieve from the biteyness for a while.

The weather is turning cold now, and it leaves me feeling desperate. I don’t think I can handle another winter of being cooped up in our 750 sq foot apartment again. At least I won’t have post-partum hormones to deal with this time, but seriously, this place is too small to weather a cold & gray winter. Plus David has the car 99% of the time, so I’m quite stuck at home. Sigh... Hopefully we’ll be moving south to a friendlier climate in January. Until then I guess I’ll just have to buy a new hoodie.