If it was Gus gus, maybe I wouldn't mind so much.

My husband hates blogging, he never reads the blog but somehow he always knows what I post. {I may end up going private on the blog, I think the husband may feel more comfortable with that.} Sometimes I get in trouble with him and have to delete what I've written, which is the case for yesterday's post. Let me clarify, that post was in no way meant to be "drama". The incident didn't even affect me, I was merely saying that when faced with fear we all might surprise ourselves. Unless Obama is elected, then we have every right to be afraid.

Now onto more important matters.

I have a mystery rodent in my office.

Every night for the last 2 weeks garbage, some kind of food wrapper usually, has been removed from one of the 3 trash cans in my office and is left by the door to my office. For a while, I thought it was the 86 year old man I work with that forgot where his trash can was. Then garbage from the other cans were being involved.

I set traps, lots of them, and lots of different types. I would make sure all the trash cans are empty so the thing would go for the bait instead of the more appealing trash. Guess what happened? One of the glue traps was pulled away from the wall and left by my office door. I think it may be an R.O.U.S.

Two days went by and I still hadn't caught anything.

Last night I thought I would leave food in one trash can with a glue trap on top of it. It wasn't touched.

I don't know what to do. I don't want to share my workspace with a rodent.



Now, isn't the attempted break-in story so much more entertaining?

I Voted

Yesterday I went to the library to return an overdue library book and there was no parking spots available in the lot due to early voting. I parked on the street and was way too close to the truck ahead of me, if I would've tried backing up I would've rolled forward and rammed him. I don't have the leave the e-brake on while you release the clutch to avoid rolling forward on a hill skill. I decided that I would go wait in line to vote and by the time I got out hopefully that truck would be gone. I waited in line for 45 minutes and listened to people moan and groan about standing in line. I don't know what came over me, but I said quite loudly "At least we have the right to vote. The line will be even longer on Tuesday. And if that doesn't help, just pretend you're at DISNEYLAND!"

I guess not everyone loves Mickey Mouse as much as I do, I got a lot of angry stares.

Then a man was on the phone and he was telling someone which exit to take to get to the library to vote and he gave the wrong exit, so I told him, loudly, "It's exit 334. Sorry, I was eavesdropping. No, not eavesdropping, but you are on the phone and it's impossible not to hear you."

I was hoping someone would throw a bucket of water on me and I would disappear like the Wicked Witch of the West I was channeling. I wanted to disappear into nothingness and not be the crazy lady in line who just yelled at everyone, then told some stranger he doesn't know his directions, but I didn't. I stood my ground, cast my ballot, and went home and had an apple.

Hey, at least the truck was gone when I got back out to my car.

The first of many.

The Utah Jazz had their season opener last night. I have a few comments and observations.

First and foremost, I missed Deron Williams. He's my favorite player on the team (since Stockton) and it's not the same without him. But, Ronnie Price did very well in his absence.

Second, Okur looked good. He worked out hard over the summer and it showed.

Third, Boozer is still unpredictable. He played well during the first half, and missed an important free throw down the stretch.

Fourth, I was glad to see Kyle Korver cut his hair. He was looking like he belonged in HSM3 next to Zac Efron. I'm so happy to have such a sharp shooter on the Jazz. He did catch a break on that missed free throw when Anderson had a lane violation in the last minute of the game.

Ryan and I saw Larry H. Miller on Saturday (he wears the same jumpsuit as RyRy in the temple). I wanted to discuss why only 13 of the 80ish games are on regular tv, not everyone has cable. But, I thought I'd let him alone.

Finally, I just have to rant about the Biggest Loser for a moment. I really don't like Vicki, Brady, or Heba. They are cheaters and they are mean.

I'm sure no one is really interested in this post, maybe Bob will have a comment.

For Liz

I think we all owe Liz a big apology for so much ridicule over her wanting to name her baby Homer. According to this list of baby names, it's hip. I see a lot names on here that we're considering for our little feller. It's a good list of names.

Overheard at the gym.

I was on the treadmill and the Airman (I work out on Hill Air Force Base) next to me was having the following conversation with his buddy:
"Dude, I want to go home to Nebraska so bad."
"Why? It will be cold in Nebraska, dude."
"Because I'm craving seafood and you can't get good seafood anywhere but there."
"Where do you go to get it?"
"Long Long Silver's. It's waaaay better than Red Lobster."
"Maybe we should take a roadtrip. I would love some good halibut."