Thursday, October 30, 2008
New Home
I moved into my very own apartment about a week and a half ago. I'm still getting settled in, but I'm liking it really well. Its in the Oaks (across from TJ Max and all that stuff). It was a little sad to leave the whole family in Medina and even sadder to leave Norm up there, but I think it was the best thing to do right now. I really haven't been bored at all since I moved in by myself, which is a little bit surprising. The apartment is really nice. It's a one bedroom loft and it happens to be right behind Jenny and Renno's apartment. It's nice still living so close to someone I know, that makes it a little less shocking to move away from Norm.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Another animal story
Man, all of my stories either have an animal or a kid! Well- this one has an animal. Several actually.
Because I work in a lab with soybeans, mice are always an issue. They love soybeans and once they start nibbling on our stuff, they can cause some major damage to the research. Last week, our problems started with one mouse, first thing Monday morning. My crew came in and noticed some eaten beans. That was bad news, but we cleaned up and hoped we had solved the probem. Tuesday morning, right after she got there, Valeria started yelling about something. She'd found a mouse in their lab that jumped out from a box she was moving. Jason, Ben and I went into the lab with some insect nets and chased the mouse around. Eventually, we had it cornered, but it escaped the nets. It made the mistake of trying to escape under Ben's foot. Ben happened to move his foot at the same time and the mouse was done for.
Later the same day, Valeria found another mouse in their lab (which is connected to ours by a door). We went in to catch it and chased it around with nets for a while, but he got away.
Even later the same day, we saw a mouse scurry across our lab. We grabbed some nets and tried to catch it, but the little guy was too fast for us. He escaped, but he led us right to where they were coming in. Mice had crawled up some pipes to our safety shower and knowed a hole in the drywall, so they could come up from under the building right into the lab.
The next day, I was moving a box on the lab counter and a mouse ran out right by my stomach. He went and hid under some junk on our counter. We kept scaring it out and eventually it ended up under a box that was partially propped up. We were trying to decide whether to just throw something heavy in the box and be done with the mouse or whether that was just too gross and inhumane when he made the choice for us and took a leap off the counter. Valeria and Ashley from the other lab came in and we chased the mouse around with nets for a while. I got my net on him once, but he jumped out straight toward Valeria. She jumped, which scared the mouse, who tried to run up the side of the metal counter. This sent the mouse flying through the air, which in turn, sent Valeria flying through the air to get away from him. It was pretty hilarious. Once the mouse was back on the ground, I got my net back on him and Ashley backed me up. We carried the mouse across a creek from the lab hoping that he would never find the way back.
Since that one, we put out some poison that seems to have taken care of the rodent problem. I kinda wish we wouldn't have because the mouse hunts were a nice break from the normal day.
Because I work in a lab with soybeans, mice are always an issue. They love soybeans and once they start nibbling on our stuff, they can cause some major damage to the research. Last week, our problems started with one mouse, first thing Monday morning. My crew came in and noticed some eaten beans. That was bad news, but we cleaned up and hoped we had solved the probem. Tuesday morning, right after she got there, Valeria started yelling about something. She'd found a mouse in their lab that jumped out from a box she was moving. Jason, Ben and I went into the lab with some insect nets and chased the mouse around. Eventually, we had it cornered, but it escaped the nets. It made the mistake of trying to escape under Ben's foot. Ben happened to move his foot at the same time and the mouse was done for.
Later the same day, Valeria found another mouse in their lab (which is connected to ours by a door). We went in to catch it and chased it around with nets for a while, but he got away.
Even later the same day, we saw a mouse scurry across our lab. We grabbed some nets and tried to catch it, but the little guy was too fast for us. He escaped, but he led us right to where they were coming in. Mice had crawled up some pipes to our safety shower and knowed a hole in the drywall, so they could come up from under the building right into the lab.
The next day, I was moving a box on the lab counter and a mouse ran out right by my stomach. He went and hid under some junk on our counter. We kept scaring it out and eventually it ended up under a box that was partially propped up. We were trying to decide whether to just throw something heavy in the box and be done with the mouse or whether that was just too gross and inhumane when he made the choice for us and took a leap off the counter. Valeria and Ashley from the other lab came in and we chased the mouse around with nets for a while. I got my net on him once, but he jumped out straight toward Valeria. She jumped, which scared the mouse, who tried to run up the side of the metal counter. This sent the mouse flying through the air, which in turn, sent Valeria flying through the air to get away from him. It was pretty hilarious. Once the mouse was back on the ground, I got my net back on him and Ashley backed me up. We carried the mouse across a creek from the lab hoping that he would never find the way back.
Since that one, we put out some poison that seems to have taken care of the rodent problem. I kinda wish we wouldn't have because the mouse hunts were a nice break from the normal day.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Kobie Stories: the fecal edition
Most of the best Kobie stories have a lot to do with poop. Here are a few of my personal favorites:
One night, I came home after the kids were in bed and started getting ready to go to bed myself. I went in the bathroom and glanced into the shower where there were pieces of poop in the tub. I have yet to figure out exactly how that happened because Jackie had given Kaylee a bath, and I assume that she helped Kobie a little, then Kross took a shower. I'd like to think that 10 year olds don't poop in the shower, but I'd also like to think that no one would take a shower with poop on the floor either. Anyway, the next day, Candice and I were both in the bathroom for Kobie to start his bath. He was putting some toys in the tub and we were having a talk about whether he had pooed in the tub and how even if it wasn't him, that pooping in any public place is completely unacceptble. He got in and was playing with one of his dinosaurs, then made a comment about one of the dinos being dirty. He put it up on the side and asked if I would "get the mud off it." It certainly did not end up being mud! Candice did a sniff check (she's so brave- she's my hero around here). All of us in the bathroom came to a mutual decision that the dinosaur was too gross to clean and should go in the trash. Kobie kept sticking to his story that he didn't leave the dump, but he did have a kinda guilty face. I guess we'll never know.
In the last couple of weeks, Kobie has started pooping in his pants. It started with the skidmark checks on his underwear a couple months ago. I've done a couple of those since I blogged about that last time. A few weeks ago, Norm and I were left alone with the kids for a week. One night, as he was getting into his bath, he told Candice that he'd "forgotten to tell her something"- that he'd pooped in his pants while he was playing outside. He just hadn't felt like coming in, so he'd carried the load around with him for an hour or more. About a week after that, I was at home fixing dinner while the kids were at soccer practice. The came in about 3o minutes early and Kobie came in first saying "you aren't gonna woop me are you?!?" Jackie followed him with "No but you better get in that bathtub now" and Kross followed them in with the story. Kobie had pooped himself during practice and then had run around the park telling everyone. He gone in the underwear at least one more time since then. Jackie throws out his underwear every time this happens and the poor kid didn't have that many pairs to begin with. I'm kind of interested to see what happens in a few more weeks if he doesn't cut it out. Kobie might be goin' commando!
I'm going to let Candice take the story from here-
One night, I came home after the kids were in bed and started getting ready to go to bed myself. I went in the bathroom and glanced into the shower where there were pieces of poop in the tub. I have yet to figure out exactly how that happened because Jackie had given Kaylee a bath, and I assume that she helped Kobie a little, then Kross took a shower. I'd like to think that 10 year olds don't poop in the shower, but I'd also like to think that no one would take a shower with poop on the floor either. Anyway, the next day, Candice and I were both in the bathroom for Kobie to start his bath. He was putting some toys in the tub and we were having a talk about whether he had pooed in the tub and how even if it wasn't him, that pooping in any public place is completely unacceptble. He got in and was playing with one of his dinosaurs, then made a comment about one of the dinos being dirty. He put it up on the side and asked if I would "get the mud off it." It certainly did not end up being mud! Candice did a sniff check (she's so brave- she's my hero around here). All of us in the bathroom came to a mutual decision that the dinosaur was too gross to clean and should go in the trash. Kobie kept sticking to his story that he didn't leave the dump, but he did have a kinda guilty face. I guess we'll never know.
In the last couple of weeks, Kobie has started pooping in his pants. It started with the skidmark checks on his underwear a couple months ago. I've done a couple of those since I blogged about that last time. A few weeks ago, Norm and I were left alone with the kids for a week. One night, as he was getting into his bath, he told Candice that he'd "forgotten to tell her something"- that he'd pooped in his pants while he was playing outside. He just hadn't felt like coming in, so he'd carried the load around with him for an hour or more. About a week after that, I was at home fixing dinner while the kids were at soccer practice. The came in about 3o minutes early and Kobie came in first saying "you aren't gonna woop me are you?!?" Jackie followed him with "No but you better get in that bathtub now" and Kross followed them in with the story. Kobie had pooped himself during practice and then had run around the park telling everyone. He gone in the underwear at least one more time since then. Jackie throws out his underwear every time this happens and the poor kid didn't have that many pairs to begin with. I'm kind of interested to see what happens in a few more weeks if he doesn't cut it out. Kobie might be goin' commando!
I'm going to let Candice take the story from here-
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