Trapping You Once Again

FMM: 2.5 mi

Hello, Saturday Slackers,

Just couldn't stay away, could you? You need to hear me say it one more time, don't you? OK, if you insist...Are you ready?? Here goes: Set your mousetraps! You never know where rodents are lurking. Furthermore, check all suspicious "raisins" before eating them. Don't assume your driver's seat has a back massage you didn't know about or that you suddenly got a back pain that moves around. Always have a chair ready to jump up on. Tim, stay in shape so that you can carry your Megan around when rodents appear. Keep a supply of cheese on hand at all times. Finally, get a cat and applaud her when she proudly meows at your door displays her mouse spoils. Hey, don't blame me for wasting your time; you're the one sitting there reading this drivel....We had dinner at Bewley's on Grafton last night with Jenny and Michael Keane. We had to say another sad goodbye... The girls showered, straightened/curled their hair, changed their clothes a few times, found sunglasses, cameras, money, and the phone, and finally made it out the door by 1:45, an hour earlier than they made it out yesterday. Bob and the girls are off picnicking at Stephen's Green and then visiting a few museums. I am home "packing", of course..Tonight we'll watch the US-England World Cup soccer game. We're told that the Irish will be cheering for the U.S. We'll head to a pub to watch just to be sure... Sorry no pictures. Hope to reclaim my camera from Bob one day soon. We have lost 2 camera cases in the past 2 weeks, so he is currently carrying it around in a sock and can use it as a boomerang as needed.

Slacking and yakking when I should be packing,
I remain
Tizzie/Tiz/Tizmom/Mom/Liz/Elizabeth

Rodents

FMM: 3 mi

Good morning, Saturday Slackers,

Don't you know it's "Turn Off Your Computer" Day? That's right. What were you thinking? Do I have to tell you what you should be doing? I guess so since you're still reading. I am perched here in my fourth floor turret looking down on the world and doing-- you guessed it -- absolutely nothing. Therefore, the rest of you must do something to make up for me and the air I breathe, the space I take up, food I eat, and most of all the hot air I exude. So, get busy! Go and check the mousetraps. Now. You know you heard a squeak. But did you know that rats - and probably mice, too - like to be tickled and they LAUGH? I don't think I would try tickling the mouse in your trap; however, if you go to YouTube and type in "Rats Laughing" you will see an interesting demonstration. And it's for real; after all, it's on YouTube...It's a quiet weekend here as most of our neighbors have gone away for Easter. We are off to Malahide to investigate another seaside walking/bike path for Scott and John. I wish you guys would hurry up and come; I'm getting tired of this. If I had a rocking chair and knew how to knit, that's what I'd be doing. But since I truly have no useful skills, I'll just keep marching and blogging..

Tickling rats 6 days a week,
I remain

Tizzie/Tiz/Tizmom/Mom/Liz/Elizabeth