Mundane menu Monday!

Saturday: Creamy mushroom chicken
Poppy generally loves this dish, but she didn’t this week. Toddlers are so fickle.

Sunday: Colorado White Chili
This was from the “Don’t Panic” cookbook, and it was more of a soup than a chili. It tasted fine, but I’d been in the mood for chili.

Monday: Nachos
I may switch today and tomorrow; we had nachos for lunch yesterday.

Tuesday: Spaghetti

Wednesday: Breakfast for dinner

Thursday: Quiche

Friday: Pizza

Meeska mooska stupid mice

It may be time to concede that we have not a mouse problem but mice trouble.

I cleared out the floor of our bedroom closet to vacuum yesterday (with my new vacuum cleaner! I can’t get enough of it! I’ve been a vacuuming fool!), and I discovered their portal. The mouse guy the apartment complex sent over last week figured they had just sauntered in the front door, which was hung askew and had a giant gap under one said. Au contraire, mouse guy. The little pests ate their way through the wall.

The mouse guy had left some glue traps (which have yet to trap anything) around the kitchen and pantry, so I moved one into the closet, right in front of the hole. But it appears that our mice have their very own set of Mousekatools. The glue trap had been pushed aside when I checked it this morning, and there were fresh mousekadroppings leading away from the hole. (At least I’ll get to vacuum again, eh?)

We're trespassing hooligans

Poppy and I went for a very long walk today around a lake near our house. When we finally got back to the car, I learned that (a) the trail around the lake is about 2 and a quarter miles long and (b) we weren’t supposed to be there. The lake and the trail are, apparently, private property, and you’re only supposed to use them if you’re a resident of Fancy Pants Acres, the million-dollar subdivision next to our humble apartment complex. The girl who told me this said she didn’t really care, but “someone” might ask for our “rec pass” if they suspect we don’t belong.

Regardless, it was a beautiful day and a lovely walk. I’m wiped out, though. I had no idea the trail was that long, hilly and bumpy.