Cackling at Videos

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Daughter Lise and I came down gently after the wedding. Daughter Kate stayed another day and then broke her record time getting back to New Jersey. After about 13 hours of driving and a night’s sleep, she was at work at 7:15 the following morning.

Lise had done handyman things before the wedding, like fixing a toilet and replacing a broken doorknob to that bathroom. Guests didn’t have to dread going to an unsecured room! I had planned to change the water filter to the refrigerator, but thankfully I didn’t try to do it by myself. We pulled the heavy appliance to the middle of the room, and that’s when the fun began. There are people who can’t handle the thought of a mouse in the house. Lise is one of those. (For me, it’s big spiders.)

What neither of us thought about was the camera that is trained on the two doors into the kitchen. She thought of it the next day, and the gales of laughter began. She flipped through the cam videos showing us moving around the refrigerator, getting up and down off the floor, and shoving the fridge back in place. When Lise saw a dead mouse, she didn’t shriek or faint, but she did mutter quietly. I picked up the carcass with a tissue and put it in a small plastic container that I had washed the day before. As I tossed it in the kitchen garbage, I said, “If I’d known this was going to be a casket, I wouldn’t have washed it.”

The more we watched, the more we laughed. The decibels rose until we were cackling. It was an unholy noise that I hope none of the neighbors heard. There was no way we could stop until we couldn’t get enough breath to laugh more. Lise saved two of the clips. I hope she hid them, because they could be evidence that we should both be committed to the crazy house.

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I'm a retiree who loves to write about life in the mountains of North Carolina.

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  2. Laughing is so good for us! It helps us not get on the cray cray train, so keep on laughing as often as you can. This reminded me of Lise “swimming” by the doorbell as you two headed out for a walk.

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  12. Lol..Home repairs can lead to some funny memories…some times there are those not so funny. You and yours always fine the fun in evert thing..That’s a blessed thing.

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  14. Oh my goodness I’m glad you are brave about being around a mouse – I sure would not be. Tonight, after our storm, I settled in to try to catch up in Reader – I was behind before the storms and my tech issues where I spent hours on the phone, but while sitting here something really big buzzed past my head. In a panic I grabbed a wad of paper towels big enough to deal with your mouse carcass and grabbed it live, but didn’t squash it as it moved. I stuffed it inside the wad of papertowels live into a huge Ziploc bag, then put another Ziploc bag over the first one. As I picked it up I saw it was a black wasp and I didn’t go outside yesterday, but saw one in the garage yesterday early when I ran the car – I’m thinking it came in on my hair and wondering where it’s been for two days? I guess it wanted some A/C!

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      1. Yes, then I put the double-Ziploc bag with half a roll of papertowel around the wasp into an empty large oatmeal carton. I don’t think it would have gnawed its way through all that, but I took no chances. 🙂 If it was a mouse, I’d spend the night and every subsequent night until captured in the car.

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