Monday, December 22, 2008

Sugar Ray

Where is Sugar Ray? The readers from Highlowaha are taking turns baking light bulb shaped cookies like our mascot Ray and sharing with others. We're hoping to catch some new readers and friends.

HoliRay and his cousin, Noel



Noel is Ray's loud and crazy cousin from Brooklyn. Read the whole story at Highlowaha.com

Monday, December 08, 2008

O'Pry Indoor Football

They will do this for hours if I let them. Or until someone gets hurt.

Thanksgiving Ray

Pilgrim Ray from Highlowaha.com

Thanksgiving

The boys and I departed from our driveway at 6:15 am on Wednesday, November 26th- JB's birthday. It seemed like we had to stop 50 times but we actually made it to Refugio in good time. Wednesday we ate at Moya's and had cake for JB's birthday. Thursday we ate at home and it was such a nice day that we spent most of it out in the front yard with the boys and Hannah running around shooting each other with the nerf guns that were birthday gifts. Friday we at Moya's. :) We went to Walmart for about an hour and then over to Chile's to have more birthday cake. Saturday we spent the day at the ranch running around, fishing, and catching armadillos. Grandpa let the boys each drive his RTV. It was hilarious.




Then we booked it home and had it plenty of time to get ready for work and school on Monday.

Mummies



There were two mummies in our house for Halloween. JB wouldn't let me paint his face because it reminded him of girls makeup. Drew was all about it though. He directed me on what to do and I think it came out pretty good. One of our neighbors organized a Halloween Carnival where the street was blocked off. It was a lot of fun. They raked in the candy. We stayed over there for about an hour and then they came home, dumped their pumpkins and went back out to one of their dad's friends neighborhood where they proceeded to get another bucket full of candy!

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Rat Bastard- The Saga Continues

I have been fully informed that Rat Bastard is going to laugh at all my poison and continue to live in the penthouse suite. As I have been away for the holiday, I have no idea what kind of parties he has been throwing. After reminiscing with my mom about the doosie I had one year at her house where we broke the hot tub (you can't let the water level get to low), someone was drinking jungle juice on the roof and the cops were called because one of the upstanding members of the community was relieving himself in Mrs. Craft's front yard, I'm sure he's having a wild one up in the penthouse suite.

Now, I don't hear any scratchty, scratchty crawling around up there like I did with Squirrel Bastard but I hear lots of popping or cracking noises. Is he gathering up the poison packs I threw around up there and putting them in nice stacks? I know some of the noises I hear are from the boys tapping the wall as they toss in their bed and hit the wall. But I immediately think Rat Bastard. I'm completely paranoid.

Resident ghost, Bob, needs to do a better job of scaring things off. A Rat Bastard trap may be in order soon. But Claudia's husband Richard will have to come get it down if Rat Bastard actually gets trapped in it!

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

2am- Where is your Rat Bastard?

No, I'm not talking about your husband or boyfriend. I'm talking about the time I woke up last night thinking that the child that tapped the wall in the room next mine was Rat Bastard. Then, I started thinking about if they close up the holes that Rat Bastard and little mice friends got in by... what is going to happen. I'm not paying $500 for rat treatement. I wouldn't have even known if Squirrel Bastard hadn't popped by. Now- every little sound is Rat Bastard.

Toss and turn. Turn and toss. Turn the light on and read about Jamie and Claire. Turn the light off. Toss and turn. Turn and toss. This was my night. Constantly thinking about Rat Bastard. Last looking at the clock in the 4am hour sometime.

I came to work and immediately went into see the Property Manager. Let's talk Rat Bastards. Let me just cut to the chase. Property Manager and I went and bought the right poison that I can toss in the corners where I can't walk directly to. Smart. I'm going to put some mothballs up there because Rat Bastard doesn't like the smell of mothballs. I'm going to wait 7 long days and then plug the holes with the Stuffit steel wool in the soffits to keep Rat Bastard and friends out of the Penthouse until 2009 when I'll get a professional painter/sider person to fix it properly.

All this for $30.00.

I'm so pissed at Squirrel Bastard because if he hadn't come in and stirred up Rat Bastard I would still love my little house and not be tossing and turning all night. No, I won't let either Rat or Squirrel Bastard change the love that I have for Home Sweet Home.

I'm just going to Rambo their asses!

Monday, November 17, 2008

Rat Squirrel Bastard

Rat Squirrel Bastard figured out how to get out and left Sunday on his own. I still had the critter people come to see where he got in and to seal it up. When I called the critter people he told me that he was going to do a 24 point inspection. What I realised when he got here and started doing his 24 point inspection was I wasn't interested in a 24 point inspection. No, I don't give a rat squirrel bastards ass about the 24 point inspection, what you think about my old ass wiring, how my a/c is set up, that the previous owners rigged up some crazy phone line or you're opinion on my insurance company.

All I'm effing interested in is how did the little rat squirrel bastard get in and how do I keep him out. That's it. Focus on the problem at hand so I can feed my children, get homework done and get them to bed. I'm not looking to spend $5,000 residing my home, $2,000 on rebuilding my fireplace chimney or anything else not related to keeping Rat Squirrel Bastard out of my penthouse suite. I'm officially annoyed.

Rat Squirrel Bastard entered through the roof vent that is not screened off. Critter people will be replacing said vent at a premium cost because a) I don't have the time and b) I don't have the energy for any other know it all to come tell me how the previous owners did a crappy job rigging phone lines. My phones work fine! The problem is a rat squirrel bastard running around in my attic!

And, this is the brief version.