Have you ever had a smell in your house that just won't quit? Well, that's what I'm dealing with...although it's a dead smell...and I can't find it. Thankfully the smell is in the cellar. Sadly I go down there numerous times a day.
It all started on Monday when I went to the cellar for canning jars. This gal Kid knows is doing a fundraiser and had asked around for jar donations. Rarely being one to say no to a kid's fundraiser, I said I'd happily give her a dozen along with some extras to have painted for myself. Anyway...I'm kind of getting off track. I went to the basement for the jars I've used over the past few months and as I was looking through the boxes I found a totally creepy snake skin. Yep, that's right...a snake skin...in with some of my canning jars. *shudder* Needless to say I was not impressed.
Suddenly I had numerous questions rattling through my head...the most important being where is the snake now? Is it living in a box? Will I find it before it finds me? Is it Anaconda-sized, just waiting to swallow me hole, with my family profiting from the Lifetime (or SiFi) movie deal that'll arise from it? We watched a television program earlier this week about a man that wanted to be swallowed by an Anaconda. Yuck. The issue of where the mystery snake went has made me put a plan of action together where I ask the kids to go down there for anything I need that I know they'll be able to find. There's a lot of stuff in the cellar.
Now you're wondering where the smell comes into the story, I bet. All this talk about a snake, but not the smell. Well, next to the snake skin was a dead mouse. Again, yuck. I got it and the snake skin out of the box and threw them in the woods, by the way. Problem is, on Tuesday when I went into the cellar there was this light odorifus odor of dead mouse lingering in the air. I know I threw the one outside that I had found, so where is this smell coming from? Hopefully not anywhere near wherever the snake is.
I had figured *pft* the bait trap did it's job. I can handle the smell of one little mouse...although if I could find it and get rid of it that would be better...but the snake... Since Tuesday the smell has increased from the smell of one dead mouse to the smell of one dead mouse and all of it's minions. For all I know it could be the snake, the mouse, and it's minions. The smell is that stinky.
I had hoped last night when Hon went down in the cellar to unplug the outside Christmas lights that he would notice and oh...I don't know...maybe look for the air de-freshener, but he didn't say a word. I'm wondering if his head is completely stuffed up from a cold. I've had Eldest go down there and turn the water to the barn on and off for me. Still, not a word. They're making me feel like it's all in my head, when it's actually all in my nose.
How long does it take for a decaying mouse and it's minions to dissipate? Possibly a snake? I'm rooting for the snake, personally. If I reach into a container or box for something and pull up a snake instead, trust me, you'll know. That's because the scream coming from my lungs will cut through air and travel distances only dreamed of.
Since we're in the midst of the holiday season, what traditions do you enjoy with your family and friends? Is there something you look forward to every year? I don't know about you, but the first Saturday in December is one that I always look forward to. That's because it's the Westerville Christmas Spectacular. It's also because my nephew Matt is a part of the production as a dancer. That's him over there in the picture wearing the red and black outfit, by the way. Notice how he effortlessly picks up that young girl and keeps on keeping on. Yep...that's my nephew, alright! You rock, Matt!!
The Westerville Christmas Spectacular has been around for I have no idea how many years, but we've been enjoying it since we moved here to Ohio. It's been a lot of fun watching the dancers as they grow up on that stage. We may only see them once a year (besides Matt, of course), and we may not personally know each other, but I recognize the changes. It amazes me when I see a little girl carrying a bear around, so unsure of herself and then five years later dancing with amazing grace and confidence.
I can only imagine all of the work that goes into a production like this, and our family appreciates every bit of it. Each year a Westerville charity organization or family in need is chosen to help as a way to give back to the community, and that is an added bonus to this amazing show. To me, helping out is a given any time of year, but for it to coincide with a fun event like this is an added bonus.
From dancing penguins and elves to dolls and reindeer, this is a great performance! Let me tell you, though, it's so good that it's hard for me to contain myself in my seat! I've done good over the years tapping my toes and doing a little hopefully unnoticed seat wiggle dancing, but I'm afraid one of these days I'll be jumping up to dance the Elf Lean. Yep. I can see it now...
So folks, what do you enjoy doing this time of year? I don't mean the rushing around stuff where you feel the need to get all of the decorations up, the presents bought, and everything just so. Relax! Do you bake cookies? String popcorn? Support your community in some way? Cozy up in front of the fire or at the table and play board games? Don't forget the hot chocolate and marshmallows! There are so many fun activities going on! Pick one...something you haven't done before, even. Make some memories. You'll be glad you did.
Next weekend I'll be at the Adena Mansion in Chillicothe to help with their Breakfast with Santa event. That's a new one for me, maybe even a new tradition. Who knows...but I will tell you I plan on having a great time and enjoying myself. Have a wonderful weekend and enjoy time with family and friends. I don't know about you, but I'm feeling a need to do the Elf Lean again. Smiling & Waving, Sharon
I'm the queen of our farm, although the animals wouldn't agree. My title is Head Chicken Wrangler, but most days I'm just called Mom. Life on a farm is full of family and hard work and I wouldn't have it any other way.