MICE!!!

So this is a story that many if not most of you have heard but since this blog is also the closest thing I have to actually keeping a journal I am going to record it here. :) My husband Greg is a tough guy. But he is deathly afraid of mice. Now I don't like them either but with Greg we are talking absolute and utter fear. When we lived in our old house I had been gone one Wednesday night at Young Womens and so when I came home we were sitting in the family room watching tv together when, for just a tiny second, I thought I saw something jump out from behind the entertainment center and then back behind it again. I of course say, "oh crap Greg I think we have a mouse!!!" and he responds, "Shut up!" I say, "no really I think I saw it just run behind the tv!" and he again replies, "Shut up! I saw it earlier and I was just going to pretend that I didn't, but now that you saw it too, I can't!!" :) We both agree that there is no way we can go to sleep knowing that this vile creature is running loose in our home! So Greg goes in search of weaponry. He comes back with racquetball racket and the hunt is now on. We lift the 2 ton entertainment center and slide it gently away from the wall, which of course sends the mouse running for safety, which causes Greg to throw his end of the entertainment center a good 3 feet in the air! So we follow the little bugger to the pantry, where we slowly start pulling out camping equipment and the other crap that is all over the floor, to find the filthy little beast. And find him we did! Of course, once again, he takes off running back to the family room, prompting Greg to throw the racket at the fleeing pest. The entire time Greg has been utterly silent, jaw clenched and eyes steeled in intense concentration. The mouse is now cowering like the vermin he is under the couch in the family room. So we devise a plan of attack, I stand on the front edge of the seat and grab the top of the back of the couch, leaning backwards slowly so as to tip the couch forwards and expose the hiding mouse. When I do this Greg has a view of him finally and suddenly, at 11:00 p.m., with my children in bed asleep, he raises his weapon and begins to attack while screaming a war cry like I have never heard! He hits the mouse with the racket at least 15 times, so hard that he bent the racket. The entire time he is attacking he is screaming, never once pausing for breath. At this point I am not sure which of them I am more afraid of. He finally stops and I peek over the couch to survey the carnage and I see a tiny little brown mouse that looks almost like he is sleeping. I told Greg to go get a shovel so we can scoop the mouse up and toss him outside. He leaves, silent once more, and returns carrying a very large pipe wrench that he has already begun adjusting. As I watch him I am thinking to myself, "now that is stupid, if he has to pinch the mouse in that pipe wrench he will have to get way closer to it than if he used a shovel like I suggested." As I am just finishing this thought the war cry begins again as my husband, the sweet loving man who cradles my babies so snug and secure begins to pound the dead mouse once again this time with the pipe wrench. He only takes about five hits this time to satisfy his desire to eradicate the threat. He then proceeds to very calmly get the shovel, scoop the mouse up, and chuck him out the front door to the middle of the street, where he is given a proper burial the next day when the city chip sealed over him. After Greg calmed down, knowing the mouse no longer posed a threat to him or his family, I asked him what he was thinking, screaming like that with the kids asleep and why did he need to hit the poor thing so many times? He looked at me puzzled and said, "I screamed? and I only hit it like twice didn't I?" I guess fear and adrenaline can really blind us sometimes and luckily for the rest of us it will provide for a hilarious story that cracks your spouse up for years to come! :)

I Bake Bread!

If you smelled that yummy homemade goodness yesterday it was coming from my house! Crystal came over yesterday and helped me make my first ever batch of bread. They turned out awesome and her recipe is really easy! I think I need to make it everyday though. My kids tore through the first loaf in about 20 minutes!! My mom offered to give me a jar of her homemade raspberry jam in exchange for a loaf of bread. Unfortunately by the time I got over there with her loaf we had eaten ours so I didn't have anything to put the yummy jam on!! I guess that means I will have to make more! ;) Darn it right?

Check out this blog!!

So the North Park Ward has made a recipe blog and the food they list sounds AB-SO-LUTE-LY delicious!!! Click on the link on my side bar and check it out. I was just saying to a friend of mine that I want to get the girls together for a recipe exchange! I love to cook and I have an enormous kitchen but I get so sick of cooking the same thing over and over and over that it gets to be eat-out-night every night and that isn't helping my waistline or my wallet! So YAY for new recipes! I can't wait to try them all!

I Got Tagged
I was tagged by Crystal Murdock

Rules:Link the person who tagged you. Mention the rules on your blog. Tell 6 unspectacular quirky things about you or your family. Tag 6 fellow bloggers by linking them. Leave a comment on each of the tagged bloggers' blogs letting them know they have been tagged.

1. I love gadgets. Any kind. I love new kitchen tools, and power tools and ANY kind of electronics. If it is new and improved I so want it.

2. I love to drive Greg to court. Several times a week we will load up the girls and cruise on over to Holbrook so that we can be with Greg a couple more hours during the day. We wait in the parking lot, go vacuum out the car, hit McDonald's playland, or just shop at Alco while he battles it out for his clients.

3. I had a great time in High School. I know a lot of people who talk about how they are so glad to be done with it and that you could never pay them enough to go back to it. Not me, don't get me wrong it isn't like it was the best time of my life and I miss it everyday (or ever for that fact) but I had a great time. I wasn't one of the popular kids but I was friends with a lot of them and I really enjoyed myself. Plus I learned some life lessons in High School that I would never give back.

4. I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up. I have had so many possibilities from the time I was little and I still haven't settled on a single one, Doctor, Nurse, Teacher, Lawyer, Writer, Photographer. What do you guys suggest?

5. I loved turning 30! I really did, it helps that my husband is seven years older than me so I always have him to make me feel young, but it feels so exciting and new. Like I am finally moving on to REAL adulthood.

6. I am so excited for the twins to start school August of 2011! Yeah I know I will miss them terribly but I will be able to do the things that I haven't been able to do for the last 7+ years, like run into Circle K and get a soda. Or drop in on a friend without dragging in four little kids. But for now I am more than happy to have them with me all the time.

:)I hope you enjoyed this brief look into my quirky life! Now it is your turn, I tag Jennie, Monique, Lynsie, Shauna, Heather, Ashby & Anyone else who wants to do it!!! Go do it!! :

I did it!! :)

Just a quick follow up, I DID IT. Ethan was at practice yesterday even before coach got there. Apparently we can be on time!

Always Late?!?!?

So the Ponytail Challenge this week is to be on time for SOMETHING this week. I used to always be early for everything. I was kind of compulsive about it. Maybe it is the four kids in four years thing but I have really struggled with it lately. It really hit me this past Tuesday. A group in our ward is making these AMAZING quiet books for church. They are beautiful and and really well made and something I am so proud of. (I will have to start blogging our progress they really are cool) Well I walked in, late of course, and one of them said, "well Corie's here it must be 6:45." We start at 6:30. :S It was obviously all in good fun and I so don't get my feelings hurt over stuff like that but I thought, "wow, is that what I am reliable for, being late?" So I have decided to do better, push harder to be on time, all the time. The soccer coaches might freak out if my kids are there before they are halfway through practice. :) But next week Teresa I am beating you to the church!! Oh and I will have done my prep work too this time. :) LOL

Yay I picked the right color!! :)

I found this on Steph's blog and like I have said before I am kind of an online quiz junkie! :)

Your Hair Should Be Brown

You are an intelligent, well respected person. You are very confident. You take yourself seriously, and other people take you seriously too. You are a good leader, and you can be trusted with someone's life. You motivate people well, and you command respect easily. You are competent, successful, and organized. You can't stand chaos. Some people mistake you for being cold, calculating, or elitist.

I hope you don't think I am cold calculating or an elitist! :)

What Color Hair Should You Have?