I'm sitting here listening to the Department of Homeland Security talking about how my hair products may pose a threat and I will not be allowed to travel with potentially dangerous liquids such as hair gel, lotion, coffee, etc. until further notice. As if I didn't hate business travel enough already, I'm really gonna love it when I get off the plane and look like holy hell the next day. I'm a patriot though so I'm behind them a hundred percent. When they see me without makeup, the government might ask me to move to Canada, but I'm behind them.
In other news, I have a mouse. Tuesday night after my long day dealing with cars and such, I came home, put on my p.j.s and sat down to knit my scarf. It was then that a big ol' mouse ran across the living room floor. Just as the gals from "Bring It On" were at the regional finals. Damn mouse. So the troops were gathered, brooms were brought out, I was carefully stationed on the kitchen counter spotting. It went something like this, scream, "there it is, there it is" broom troops, "where, where?!"
The broom troops cornered it in the laundry closet and it was decided that someone needed to go to Target for traps. There was no way in hell I was staying behind so I put my sandals on with my p.j.s and ran to Target. For anyone in the area that saw me late Tuesday, wild-eyed, running around Target looking frantically for mouse traps before the store closed, wearing rumpled p.j.s and dress sandals, I'm sorry for the ensuing nightmares.
As I am writing this the head of the broom troop squad is disposing of the now dead mouse. Mission accomplished.
I'm still working on the scarf but what with exploding hair products, vermin and last night being a "Project Runway" night, I have nothing to post on the knitting front.