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Camping and House Smells

So on Friday we headed out to the desert for our 1st trip of the season. DDT has made it quite clear that he doesn't like to spend extended amount of time in his car seat but we are going to have to figure out a way to deal with it.

Friday and Saturday brought awesome weather but Saturday night the weather started to turn horrible. The wind started to kick up, the rain fell for a brief time, and lightning danced around the sky. Sunday was a day filled with colllllddddd wind and we didn't spend that much time outside of the trailers. At one point, DDT fell down some steps in the Plumber's trailer and received a nice rug burn on his nose. He kinda looks like Rudolph the Red Nose reindeer. I am working on getting a picture.

We ended up leaving on Monday and made it back around 2:30 or so to find the smell in the house had not disappeared. Panda decided to go get some masks and gloves so that we could remove whatever was causing this horrible smell.

As Panda held the trashbags, I cut away the heater ducts and in one duct, we found was seemed to be animal "poop". What type of animal, we were not sure but the smell was coming from this "poop". After we removed several ducts, Panda noticed that the rats had chewed through my tackle box. The tackle box is a hard plastic and they ate through it like it was paper. Once I saw that, it hit me. The "poop" was actually catfish bait. The rats had gotten the stinky catfish bait out of the tackle box and dragged it up to the ducts. Mystery solved!! We still do not have a heater but the smell has finally gone away!

DDT and T hugging it out:


Fun with Hankers


Making a break for it


How does this work


Panda and DDT


The Family


Beautiful Desert Sunset

The smell....

is coming from our heater vents. After talking with Kiki, she talked my bravery up and I went down to the basement to see if I could find the decaying rodent and dispose properly of its body. Well I failed and did not see the culprit. I did, however, put tape over the vent that was the worst offender.

Panda and I really need to start looking into having all the heater ducts replaced.

We are accepting donations.

I am Gagging....

from the smell that is permeating through our house. I am thinking that a rodent has died within our walls and now we get to experience the smell of death. God help me.

Parking Police

So the joy of living by the beach includes having parking meters in front of your house. Of course, you can buy a resident parking sticker but I think you have to take a home loan out to purchase one so Panda and I buy the shopper's permit which is a lot cheaper. The difference between the two are:

Resident Sticker - You can park 24 hours in one metered spot.

Shopper's Permit - You can park for the amount of time listed on the meter, ie. 2 hours, 3 hours, etc.

The parking police usually are smart enough to see that the same cars are parked in front of certain houses and typically let us slide on the time limitations. There of course is one a-hole meter maid that likes to waste paper. Her name is Dupperoy. EVERY single ticket we have gotten is from Dupperoy. This time DDT was standing outside looking at something and then I realized that he was looking at the stupid little meter maid car. DAMN IT!! There goes another $36. We figured that we can get at least 6 or 7 tickets before it is the cost of the resident sticker so I am okay for now. It think I may have only a few tickets left before I really get pissed off.

I can totally understand if it was the middle of summer and parking was a problem but the fact that there were only 3 cars on the street including mine, really makes me want to make Dupperoy's life a living hell.

My Child is a Star!

So when Panda was looking thru the OC Family magazine he came across this:



Guess who the second bubble is from the top? That's right, my little fish!

Time Change Blows....

so the whole time change just sucks. I tried to keep DDT up for another hour tonight but failed. He started to cuddle with me and then pointed to his room. Now I know he will be up at 6 which will actually be 7 but who cares it will still say 6 on my clock.

Why can't the time remain the same throughout the whole year? Who invented this whole crappy system? Can you tell I am bitter?