Yeterday was the official Hockey Day in Canada. It was also my husband's Iron John, er Howie Meeker weekend away with the guys. Not to be confused with the McMeekers, who are a farcical team of drunken curlers in Vancouver.
From what I hear, a good time was had by all, including tying up with the Flying Vees, an obnoxious, trash talking team of minor celebrities who thought they would mop up the ice with the Maroons. Heh Heh.
Sorry about that Grant!!
Less trash talkin' more goal tendin' next time.
On the mouse front, we seem to be losing the battle.
Our latest attempt at genocide is the sonic mouse repellent. It's suppose to cause auditory distress causing them to leave the area. Yeah right.
All I've noticed is that they've moved into different places, like my dishes cupboard. It's getting to be pretty annoying all this shifting and discarding of food and washing the area only to find that the next day I need to do it somewhere else. grrrrrrr
The bloody vermin are getting me down.
2 comments:
Hockey Day in Canada is pucking great, eh?
you've been avoiding exterminators? bring on bull lee, yo!
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