There’s Good News, and There’s Bad News

by Stefani on 16-December-2008

The rat man came today (wouldn't you just love to be known as "the rat man"?) and he tells me that our problems are over. 

Let me tell ya… anyone who can swagger and spit and crawl around my attic in tight jeans and cowboy boots like that and not freak completely the heck out over the whole creepy, dark, rodentness of it all… well his word is the God's honest as far as I'm concerned. If he says it's over, It's over. 

He's like the rat whisperer. 

Praise be to the Rat Man!!! 

I told you'd I'd be counting my blessings, storing up happy things… and there it is, my evidence of joy for today… 

pure, unadulterated, denim-wrapped Rat Man joy. 


The bad news? 

The rats apparently caught wind of Rat Man's Stetson cologne and ran for cover in the hills of my cyber world. They've chewed a hole straight through my comments section it seems. 


Sometimes comments come in and I get no notification of their presence. Sometimes the same comment shows up multiple times, and now, folks are writing in to say that they can't comment at all. So sorry about that. The powers that be tell me that they are working on it. 


If it ain't one damn thing it's another, right? 

Yes, I'm swearing. 

And I'm hitting the Egg Nog like it's 1999 too. 


Okay, not really. Getting soused while homeschooling is probably pretty far up there on CPS's naughty list. Don't you think?

But I'm thinking about it. And they can't haul you off just for thinking about it, right? 


Carry on. 


misschris December 16, 2008 at 12:28 pm

Atta Boy, Rat Man!

Love your pretty photos, Stefani. 🙂

Diahn Ott December 16, 2008 at 12:39 pm

If they COULD haul one in for thinking of it, I’d be there with ya…at least we could swear and nip the egg nog togther!

And HURRAY for the rat man!

Hope the computer person has much success as well!

Anna December 16, 2008 at 1:13 pm

Sorry things are not all whiskey and roses….but in a way (and I don’t mean anything by it) it makes me glad. Your candor about the ups and downs of life make me certain that you are quite real, and not some fictionalized fairy tale I like to escape with. I’d be willing to bet we would get along well if we ever had the chance to actually you know…meet. Keep it up!

elissa Finger December 16, 2008 at 1:40 pm

this was the best post EVER. i am going to have to dry my eyes now and not for your usual reasons…. “hitting the egg nogg like it’s 1999???” OH MY, i am just dying. tis the season, my friend! bottoms up… here’s to the rat man (oh yes, i would love to be known as the rat man, alas i can no longer do ANYTHING in tight jeans. SIGH. maybe if it were still 1999)

Baba December 16, 2008 at 3:16 pm

LoL. Cheers to the Rat Man.

maya | springtree road December 16, 2008 at 4:21 pm

i’ve had the same problem with the comments. they say they’re fixed, though.


Casey December 16, 2008 at 4:51 pm

Yay, Rat Man! (That sounds like a superhero our kids would dress up as, doesn’t it?)

Thinking about eggnog after the week you’ve had is no thought crime! Lately I’ve been telling my Christmas-hyper boys that their behavior is giving Mommy “the claw.” (That’s when you curve the fingers of your left hand so you can hold your imagingary longneck and Marlboro at the same time. But they don’t need to know that.)

kristin at prairie daze December 16, 2008 at 6:40 pm


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heather jane December 16, 2008 at 7:36 pm

Oh boy. Where did you say you are hiding the egg nog? I believe I need some. Mostly life is good, but at the moment…I’ve taken on a little too much Christmas sewing. At least there are no rats to really amp things up.

Back to the nog. I mean needle and thread!

Butzeballchen December 17, 2008 at 4:21 am

Depends on if you let them have the eggnog too 🙂

You seem quite taken with the Rat Man and his Stetson cologne…

erin December 17, 2008 at 4:37 am

i love your attitude, friend. yay for the rat man and eggnog.

Em December 17, 2008 at 6:28 am

You’re hilarious! I’m glad the rat man got rid of the intruders – sorry about the comment issue! I hope your Christmas present of peace and happiness comes true! I love your photos – cute!

nancy December 17, 2008 at 6:31 am

one day at a time and I agree, pass the eggnog please.

molly December 17, 2008 at 8:14 am

as long as your not hitting the eggnog with the rat man, i’m sure cps will look the other way.

yes, typepad has been having some comment issues. hope this one goes through. i’ve tried to leave comments several times on this and other blogs and the page just gets stuck. damn rats.

Jill December 23, 2008 at 12:33 pm

I just wish for ONE day, that people would complain to me that they can’t leave a comment on my blog. No, wait. I wish for one day that someone would just COMMENT on my blog.

Anyway, some funny stuff here. Thanks for the smiles!

Stefani December 28, 2008 at 7:05 am

Hi Stef, it’s been awhile since I’ve visited. Been busy with this and that. I’m so glad I came back to visit and as always you have that sense of humor and writing style I love. Hope you, the boys and hubby had a wonderful Christmas!
the Other Stef

Bernadette December 30, 2008 at 9:09 pm

Oh the blasted rats. Good of you to admit it so others can share their tales as well. (or tails) I love when one rat story is told, others are then free to chime in and erase the shame from the infestations. Ugh.

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