A Death in the Family

Well I will address my title in a moment, first I will give some commentary on my week. I decided to wait until today to update because this way I would have a full week worth of stuff to mention. So I will start the recap on Thursday. We had that whole group things that was a good time. It was nice to get the gang back together. I don't feel like I need to elaborate on that too much. Well, Friday is where things get interesting. I visited Jessie at work. I chatted with her for a few hours I think. It was pretty slow but I hope I was obstructing job performance. Anyway while sitting there we noticed that Hannah, Amanda and Daniel were having a picnic. They ditched the basket in Hannah's van and then went back to sit in the shade. I said something to Jessie about how if I leave before they did that I would probably end up talking to them. Well I decided to let Jessie get back to work and so I left. They hadn't left yet and sure enough when I walked by I got a "Sarah!". I did end up chatting with them.
So it was Friday evening and there was little ole Sarah with no plans. Well I have adopted the strategy of leaving the house and seeing what happens. If I end up spending the night driving around, cool. If I end up socializing even better. So I went on a little drive and then I decided that I should swing by the county fair and see how that was. I like fairs and even though the county fair is usually pretty sketch. I was hoping they would have the carnival like they did last year but rumor has it that the company that normally is hired went bankrupt. Oh bother. Well I looked at the art and I ran into Cassie D. We chatted for a while. She was with someone. I think he name was Kenny, but he didn't speak clearly so I made sure to not have to use his name so I didn't look stupid. He ducked out for a minute and Cassie said something about him but it was one of those weird mouthing whispers so the best I could assume from that is that there may have been something awkward happening. I also ran into Liz and Parker. I asked them if they were looking forward to next year and they weren't. I guess they had a falling out with there group. Remember how Julie sort of stuck her hand somewhere indecent at the Christmas thing ( I think Logan usually is the one in the group to recount that story)? Well Liz said that Julie had done something similar to that one time when the group was watching a movie and Liz and Parker said something and the crap hit the fan from there. So this leads me to wonder if the Christmas thing was an accident. Either way they say she has changed and no longer does that sort of thing thank goodness. I was about to leave and then I ran into Mindy and Talon. We chatted for a while and then Mindy's mom decided to leave and take the moped that Mindy and her mom came on. I said I could give Mindy a ride since I was now socializing. We eventually wandered into the rodeo which completely sucked. They had somebody "bull riding" but the bull wasn't nearly pissed off enough. The guy riding it fell off when the bull wiggled its back. Pretty lame. I told the people I ended up talking to that I watched bull riding a while back and that if you want the bull good and pissed off you need to tie up its nads. What ideally should be done is you have a rope running around the bull and you get the rope in such a way that the nads are in a weird position and presto pissed off bull! My present company didn't find this information as useful as I did. Cort, Claire, Bryant and Rachel soon joined into the conversation. They were apparently on a date. Bryant and Rachel were talking about a child they were earlier tending and I asked if they babysit together. I asked because I say them herding children up by the temple. They said they do. I guess that is nice if they want to play house on there dates. I said that almost exactly. They weren't offended. I would have punched me if I said that. Anyway so I took Mindy home and that is the end of that.
Here is the death part. So I had a mouse in my basement for about a week and a half. He move in right as the last one died. This one however wouldn't die. He would set the traps off and lick the peanut butter off them but wouldn't get caught. Well I believe that if you are going to live with something for more than a week it should have a name, so I named the mouse Scamper. My sister was upset that I named the mouse but whatever. On Friday night, after the fair, about 11:30 I was sitting crocheting and I heard the trap go off and then some other noise. I figured Scamper set off the trap but again survived and was frolicking near the trap. I decided not to get up and check because I would look at him, he would look at me, I would yell "Scamper!" and we would both be scared. But about 20 minutes later I wanted licorice and I decided to check the trap. A little gray body was sticking out. I guess the noises I heard were Scampers death throws. It was sort of depressing. Too bad Scamper couldn't have made it to the humane catch and release trap like 5 feet a way. He could have been living high on the hog on the dry farms (I would have taken him to the dry farms because I hear that if you relocate a mouse within 4 miles of your house it can return). Anyway I feel a little bad. Scamper wasn't so bad as long as he wasn't eating my food or pooping or showing himself. Hopefully he isn't bitter. I hope he doesn't haunt the house, hopefully he was a righteous mouse that moved on peacefully. I think he only wanted food, shelter and maybe friendship. He had the first two for like 2 weeks and I think me giving him a name counts as friendship. I remember in seminary we learned that all righteous animals will worship at the feet of God. I hope that maybe in the great beyond I can track Scamper down and tell him that it wasn't personal. Also in the same vein of death my TV remote died. Not the batteries the remote so we had to buy a new one. Guess who got to program it? Me. I firmly believe that Hell is programing remotes YUCK. It took me like a half hour. Lastly I went to Seth's farewell today. He gave a good talk. It was nice. Well I am sure I have rambled enough, at least this time I had something remotely interesting to say.
Peace and Love (how hip of me to say)
Sarah