update: new leads

As Kolton and I have discussed the predicament we've been thrust in with the baby kitty situation, we've come up with some ideas/scenarios as to what could have happened to the poor things.

Scenario #1: The mama kitty spent the last two days looking for a place to house her babies. She finally found a place, and carted off missing kitty number 1 to the destination. However, this took her a long time. Like, a really long time and she realized she probably couldn't do that four more times. So instead, she spent the rest of yesterday trying to talk four other cats into helping her cart off the other four kitties. She was successful and now the kitties are in hiding.

Scenario #2: The mama kitty decided she was done bein a mama and spending every waking second with her needy little babies. So she took off. After a day of observation, the ground squirrels/gophers/mini-prairie dog things {whatever the heck you call 'em} that live on the corner where the baby kitties are housed, decided to take matters into their own hands. So they carted the baby kitties off to raise them as ground squirrels and as we speak, they are teaching them to pop out of their hole, stand on their two back legs, freeze, and scan their beady little eyes all over the surroundings, pop back in their hole and frolic and play the ground squirrel way. And one day, i'll be looking out the window and see Fluffy, Muffy, Puffy, Duffy, and Bruce acting like ground squirrels.

Those are the only two plausible scenarios we could come up with. 

where oh where?

We've had a bit of drama at our house lately.

So remember the mice problem?Our solution to the mice problem was a cat. Said cat was veddy, veddy prego and had five baby kitties shortly after moving in. {the whole story of actually getting the cat to our house, is actually hilarious. well....my mom and I thought so anyway.}

So being the good caretakers that we are, dear Kolton and I housed this mama and her babies in our garage. {our very, very large garage, I might add}

So after feeding these kitties, and cleaning out the litterbox, and worrying about running over the mama every time we pulled out of the garage, and cleaning out the litterbox, and having the garage be all smelly because I  avoided cleaning out the litterbox (seriously cat people. I don't know how you do it. Litterboxes are about the most disgusting and un-dignifying things ever. Once the litterbox is full the kitty kinda looks at you like "Okay, shoo shoo-clean that sucker out so we can start this all over again." Now this is making me gag. Ive had about enough of litterbox talk for today}

....We decided it was time for our kitties to find a new home.

SO.

Kolton gathered up some little straw bales and we made a lovely little mini-straw-bale house for our beloved kitties.

 Turns out, the ungrateful mama didn't exactly appreciate this idea all that much. 

So she took off. and left us with exactly five baby kitties to care for and nurture. 

So for the past few days a couple times a day we have gathered up our baby kitties {that are about two weeks old, by the way} and fed them warm milk from our fridge with medicine droppers. {are we gonna be good parents or what?}

Well, yesterday morning we went to gather up our baby kitties and there was only four! Four baby kitties! We didn't know what had happened to little Blackie {...or was he Fluffy?} anyway. He was missing. And we had no idea where the heck he could be. But since there wasn't a whole lot we could do about the situation, I went to school and Kolton headed off to work.

That evening, we returned home and found all five baby kitties missing.

We have no idea what's become of them.

or what to do.

or who to turn to.

or why our parenting skills weren't good enough for them.

or what I'm fixing for dinner tonight....er....ignore that one.

The point is....we don't know where they've gone or what to do. {Besides search for them. But it's kinda windy. And cold. Maybe tomorrow.}

I suggested hanging up missing posters all around town, but Kolton didn't think that was a good idea. So if anyone has seen five missing baby kitties please contact us.

We appreciate your time.

i'm a little nervous...

since we've moved out to our new house some kind of funny things have happened. {"funny" in this instance meaning, "not real funny at all"}

first: we have a teensy little mouse problem. if you understood how much i hate hate hate hate HATE mice, you would know that it's not exactly a "teensy little problem". we've only caught five in the two weeks we've lived there {knock on wood} so it hasn't been terrible, but i just feel like my whole house is infected and disgusting.

however, the worst part is that we've got some smarty pants mice on our hands. the first night we moved in, after i fainted repeatedly from hearing about the mice problem, and seeing evidence of the mice problem. we set some traps and went to bed. i insisted on setting a trap in our bedroom to "protect us" but kolton let me know that that would probably only draw the mice into our room. so instead we set the trap just a few feet away from our door in order to protect us {i.e. me} but not bring them to us. about five minutes after we turned out the light, a mouse trap went off. kolton left to take care of the problem. not ten minutes after that another trap went off and kolton again took care of the problem. this included, i might add, hitting a mouse that had been knocked silly by the trap with the lid of a tupperware container, slipping and falling, and hitting the mouse repeatedly with the said lid. needless to say, there was a lot of noise coming from the kitchen but there was NO WAY i was going to check it out. i was curled up in bed hyperventilating at the thought that there was a mouse in my kitchen and that it could possibly be heading my way.

but that's not what i wanted to tell you.

remember the trap we set down the hall? we woke up the next morning to find the trap completely licked clean of peanut butter and sitting right outside our bedroom door. kolton was ticked that he'd been outsmarted and was now being taunted, i was just terrified that the smart mouse was going to "get me" {i get real irrational when it comes to mice, in case you haven't noticed}

but like i said, we've caught five and haven't seen any for a couple days {knock on wood} we've got a cat and i bought about nineteen million traps that are now set in every corner. we've got the situation under control.....hopefully for my sakes.

Second instance: the other morning i was blowdrying my hair about like i do every day. i had my roundbrush and was blowdrying the top of my hair when i pulled the blowdryer away and noticed a big black spot surrounded by a brownish/orangish bigger spot. i turned off the blowdryer and investigated. i was sure that in the moving something had gotten stuck to my roundbrush and was now stuck in my hair.

i was wrong.

i touched the spot and chunks, and i mean CHUNKS of hair fell off of my head! i must have singed my hair because the sink and counter was covered in hair before i even knew what was going on. as i investigated further and got all the chunks to stop falling out, i noticed that i now had itty bitty baby hair poking up all over and that the hair was still a sickly orange-y color.

luckily i had a hair appointment the next day, so i just threw on a hat and made do.

Third instance: so we bought ourselves a washer and dryer for our house but when it came time to hook up the dryer we realized that the dryer cord did not match up with the outlet in the house. so the next time i went to town i picked up a dryer cord that i thought matched up the closest with the picture i had drawn of our actual outlet {the lady at the parts store actually congratulated me on the fact i had thought to draw a picture. she probably knew the picture was way better than me trying to explain and demonstrate with my hands}

with my new cord in hand, i headed home. when i got there i decided to check to see if the cord i had bought would fit in the outlet.

and in hindsight, i know. i realize that this was really, really stupid. i also realize that it's not a good idea for a girl like me to experiment with electricity. {there's a reason i have a husband, after all}

but at that time and place, i had yet to realize all of these things.

so i....well, i.....i stuck the dryer cord into the outlet while it was still in the packaging and all the prongs were still touching. {this is the equivalent of sticking a screwdriver into an outlet, i soon found out}

but at the time, i didn't know this and was more than a little shocked when a huge blue spark thing blew up in my face {luckily my hair was already singed so it couldn't do much damage} and the pop {or was it a bang?}  that accompanied the spark about blasted out my hearing.

i felt a little dazed and confused and didn't exactly know what had just occured.

when i told the story to my dear father he just looked at me in disbelief and said, "yeah baby girl, how did those 220 volts feel?" in a sarcastic voice. he then let me know how lucky i was that i had flipped the breaker instead of electrocuted myself.

so really- the house is great. i'm just not sure if it's too fond of me living there, after these few run-ins. but i'm gonna go scrub it today and hopefully make peace with it. wish me luck!

so it's been a while....

And I sincerely apologize for my absence. But holy moley, has it been a crazy couple of weeks! We finished school, packed up and headed out to Monteview to live for the summer!

A couple weeks ago when we really started to get nervous about where exactly we were going to live for the summer {neither of our parents basements were an option, by the way} a house on my dad's farm all the sudden opened up and it's become our home sweet home.

Don't get me wrong, I really did love our apartment. It was little and fun and our first home {Kolton doesn't understand sentimental things like that.....MEN!} So it was really sad for me to leave, but we have been loving our new house.

However, some things that we DO miss {or at least, I do} about our apartment are:

-How close we were to our good friends. One phone call, and we'd be over playing card games in about two seconds. We miss being so close!

-I don't know if Kolton necessarily misses this...but our upstairs neighbors played the guitar. almost every afternoon we had front row {or downstairs} seats to a guitar concert complete with singing. And let me tell you-they were seriously GOOD! I loved listening to them and just thought it was so.....charming.

-I don't know that there's really any specific features of our apartment that I necessarily miss, but just that it was our first home together and we had a lot of great memories there. Even if we only stayed for four months.

Some things that were funny about our apartment {"funny" as in "not that great"}

-Being scalded every time we turned on the sink. There were some serious hot water issues in that place.

-The window that wouldn't quite shut. I really did not enjoy the howling all night

-The fact that we were drowning in lint! We had a washer and dryer {also an awesome feature} but it seemed like we always had lint EVERYWHERE! It drove me crazy and I definitely don't miss it.

But all in all....it was our first place together and it was really a lot of fun.



reason #758 why i love my husband

i don't know how to rotate the picture. sorry!

He left me this note.

Translation:

"Pancake batter in the fridge! Love ya! Have a good day. See ya aroung 5:30.

Yes, I meant to say "aroung" {his excuse is that a D is a G in Russian}

I loved it.

Since I've been sick I've been guzzling Nyquil at night and that stuff seriously knocks me out.

And he is SILENT when he leaves in the morning. I really don't even hear him in my 15% alcohol induced state.

But now he's sick, and it's my turn to leave pancake batter in the fridge for him.

I love marriage.

BYU moments

I loved my time at BYU.

Every single second of it. Even when I didn't even know  I was loving it....I was.

I loved the beautiful mountains that framed campus, the glass library {I always thought it was so neat}, the Special Collections section in the library where I always studied and was the only inhabitant, and everything else that made BYU what it is.

However, I had a few moments at BYU that I would have to say were my very favorite.

One day, I had just finished taking a test and was walking out of the testing center in a daze when I spotted quite a few people wearing brightly colored t-shirts and signs that were painted with the words "Free Hugs".

Before I could decipher what exactly that meant, I was approached by one of these said people.

She waltzed right up to me and said,

"Would you like a free hug?"

Of course i did!

So I gave this stranger a hug {she was an excellent hugger, by the way. Is that creepy/weird? cause it's just the truth.}

And we both went on our way.

The incident was just so random and I totally loved it.

Incident number two happened one cold morning on the way to my 8 am class. I was a little stressed out, being at the end of the semester as I trudged my way to campus.

However, as I passed Helaman Halls and headed toward the hill I had to climb each day, I heard some strange noises. Not strange for a football game, mind you. but strange for the base of a hill at 8 in the morning.

As I walked under the overpass, I saw the cause of all the ruckus.

There was a crowd of people lined a quarter of the way up the hill giving high fives and cheering everyone on as they walked up to campus.

Let me repeat.

a huge crowd of people were cheering for everyone as they walked up the hill.

How neat is that!

My stressed, worried face immediately broke out into a huge grin and I found myself giving multiple high fives and just loving life.

Seriously. how do people come up with this stuff?!

I don't know, but I will be forever grateful for them and their ingenuity because every time I think of that morning I get a huge grin on my face and just relive it all over again.

Oh, I love BYU.