Mouse Trap

For any of you who happen to follow me on Twitter, you're probably aware of the recent arrival of my new roommate - an invisible mouse. Earlier this week I ran into Belva (landlord) and while we were chatting in the hallway, I saw a mouse scurry across to a small crawl space on my side of the building. The next afternoon Pennie and I were snuggling and watching the most recent episode of Pretty Little Liars (no teasing!) when we heard a scratching noise coming from the kitchen. Pen bolted to investigate and I wasn't far behind. After searching for twenty-ish minutes, I gave up and let my kitty stand guard...

Nothing.

That night I spent far too long researching the most humane way to catch the little bugger. Well, here is what I ended up with:

Yep, that's a picnic basket, wood cutting board and toilet paper roll. I had hoped to entice the mouse with a glob of peanut butter, yet, after hours of waiting my basket is still empty.

One thing is for sure - there is NEVER a dull moment inside my apartment.

Have the loveliest of evenings!

Puppy Party

This photo has nothing to do with anything, but a co-worker brought in her five daschund puppies the other day and I snatched this guy (Willy/Wavy Gravy) up so quick. Too bad my apartment manager has a thing against dogs. I think Pennie might also have an issue with me bringing another pet into the mix.

Have a lovely evening!

Diary Post: January 21, 1997

January 21, 1997
O.K. so my mom came into my room and had one of those emtianal (emotional) talks that's suposivly (supposedly) suppose to make me feel better. WRONG! I don't think so!!! I ended up crying. So the whhoole talk was about her boyfriend Russ. Sometimes I just get sick of it when all she talk about is RUSS, RUSS, RUSS, etc.

The last couple of days have been really crappy. And I know when she walked out of the bedroom tonight we was pissed off! Bye!

Sincerely,
Bummed Out

Clearly I took quite a few cues from Teen magazine with my signature. I loved how girls would write in with their most embarrassing stories then sign off with a catchy name.

Because I am terrible at keeping secrets and surprises, I have to share my next diary entry. It's a doozie...

February 3, 1997
O.K. so now I totally have a crush on this boy in my class names Kyle Ross. He's nice sweet and totally cute. He's the only guy in the class!

I'm trying to stop picking my nose. I don't all the time, just sometimes. But when I do pick my nose I don't pick it in front of anybody!

Bye!
From: In LOVE!!

On that note, have a lovely nose-picking weekend!

99 Problems But My Next Door Neighbor Ain't One

Ok, fine. I don't really have 99 problems - it's just that I needed a catchy title to segue into the story I'm about to share. But first (as promised), outfit photos!

 (It's hilarious that someone altered this park sign, right?)

A little background: I moved into a cutie new apartment a few weeks ago. One week after, I met an upstairs neighbor, Rick, who fed me a little info about our building.

1. The tenant before me...died. No wonder I was able to move in during the middle of the month.
2. There was a bedbug outbreak not too long ago. No worries, though, because, "the landlord took care of it real good." Rick's words. Less comforting than you'd think.

Ok, so now on top of that - I pulled into the parking lot last Tuesday and found two cops circling my building. Curiosity immediately set in, so I entered through the back door to investigate. After turning a corner to walk up the stairs I found my landlord, Belva, standing at the top of the first flight.

"Is everything ok?" I inquired.
"Well...I don't know yet," Belva responded.

I continued up the stairs to find the two cops and maintenance guy, Luckie, placed in front of my next door neighbor's door. The officers asked me to stay put as they broke into the apartment. After seconds, one of the cops announced, "he's dead." My neighbor had been deceased in his home for at least three days, during the hottest week of Summer. I was living next door to a dead guy and passed by his apartment a number of times during those three days. Needless to say, I was incredibly spooked.

...I really hope I didn't get a melon of an apartment.

In other, much happier, news, this blouse is one of the marvelous items I acquired at the Hill Vintage trailer sale. The colors remind me of cotton candy! Don't worry, I'm not going to eat my shirt.

Have a lovely evening!

Just Shoe Me

I've been lamenting the loss of my favorite sneakers (thanks, Finny pup) so, to brighten my mood, decided to create a collage of shoes I can't afford. On that same note, have you guys seen the Solestruck Fall 2011 Lookbook?! Holy heck it's brilliant.

The past three weeks have been pretty busy with moving, but I should be back to regular blog posts now - CELEBRATE! Look for new outfits this week. I found a few gems at the Hill Vintage trailer sale last Friday and can't wait to style everything.

Have a lovely day!