My Playground....Book Release Promo

You will all be invited to my Book Release / Appreciation Gathering this coming Spring. Stay tuned for more details.

Love you all and again THANK YOU so much for the LOVE!

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Tune Into 100 Huntley Street Telecast February 21....as i share my story!

No words could ever express the overwhelming love i have been feeling in my heart, spirit and soul since December 26th 2011.

I am thankful to God for all that i am learning and how much i have grown as a friend, stranger,,sister, ex-wife, woman and mother.

I only pray that i will stay in His presence every moment in this "trying" world. It is not always easy, but really.....IT IS! We make it hard. Not Him.

I have been blessed with the privilege to share my story and memoir 

'If You Played In My Playground' 

LIVE on 100 Huntley Street Telecast

February 21 2012 at 9:00 am

If you miss the episode, be sure to watch it here.

I love you ALL, and thank you for which ever position you "played in my playground". In ONE way or another, season or a reason, you have all shaped me into the woman I AM TODAY!

The Last of A Dying Breed!

There is a powerful message in this video. 
Please watch as a dear friend of mine as she speaks. 

 God has brought us through and we will live to share these moments with our children...

The Last of A Dying Breed! A person with a heart.....


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The Key That Can Lock Your Understanding.....

...it's all inside of you.

Unconditional Love!

I am home, relaxing and drinking an organic green tea that i have sweetened with a dose of organic honey! Yummy! All morning i have been soaking my soul and spirit in the sweet sounds of  my favorite gospel singers. I love it when the presence of God is dancing in my home. It brings a sense of peace and joy.

 My silly twins...lol

I see it in the faces of my boys as they crack their jokes and discuss their new cooking discoveries. Even when they are silent and focused on the Food Channel (they are both studying Culinary in school and are Chefs at "Earl's Dining) and say nothing, i see the peace of God in their eyes. I see through their souls. It is so amazing.

The blessing God brought into my life...

I dare you to try God for a month! There will be no other being that you will look too.

Enjoy this beautiful song. Close your eyes and feel the music while you pay attention to the lyrics. Let me know what happens.

Keep the dream alive, don't let it die! 

Love you and thank you for encouraging me to be the best i can be. xoxoxoxo

Make The Time..................

I have been battling the cold since my Captain, soon to be 4 year old, passed it onto me. Sleeping at night has been a challenge due to the stuffiness.....OR.....i believe it is due to my Saviour wanting to stay up and talk a little. There were many times prior to my operation, he would awaken me and i would say, "but Lord i am soooo tired, can we chat when i get up." I need you now because you are going to get too BUSY, when you wake up.

This time, i listen. I meditate on His words and i answer. Most of the visions i have been blessed with lately  are occurring in the middle of the night. I remember a time, just recently (before Dec 26) when i would awake at night and would not be able to go back to sleep and not think anything of it, apart from why on earth can't i sleep right now?

I tossed all night and finally shut my eyes after 3am, i awoke laying on my left side of my body by just opening my eyes very suddenly. I was face to face with His beautiful creation. The big bright full moon we had this morning at 5:20am I am still here starring at it. So real and so close up. There is a Juliet balcony in my bedroom, therefore the side i sleep on faces the long glass door with all windows accessing the balcony. It is moving slowly and has now moved out of sight. But i can't stop thinking about, "why God created that big bright ball." Imagine living n a pitch dark world, when it is already scary out there as it is,,, .Hhhm i am sure many scientists  would love to create something like "a moon" lol.

I said a small prayer last night after my bible study class, and expected to sleep straight through the night and sleep in (Captain slept at dads). However, He wanted more of me. What a feeling huh? So i stayed up and let me tell you, His presance is all over this room. When you feel Him so closely, you can't help but to start talkin, lol! Because He is right there beside you.

The Lord wanted me for Himself 100% and wanted to bring pure joy into my life. So He brought me out of the enemies hands and promised that "if i draw nearer to Him and promise to put Him first above all things, He will never leave me nor forsake me. Above all He tells me if i desire this intimate relationship with Him, He will never let me  down. He will bring me through the toughest storms and protect me from all harm. But i must awake when He moves me and MAKE THE TIME.............for communication" He keeps His word.

I may or may not go back to sleep, or i may just lay here enjoying more of Him.

Is This What Our Beautiful Country Has Come Too?

It devastated me to receive this email along with a call from my dear friend Ernie. You are probably wondering what could this be?

In a country with amazing opportunities and kind/giving beautiful hard working men and women. We are blindly fooled by sidewalk green bins that are encouraging us to give to homeless, unemployed and unfortunate individuals our clothing, shoes and toy donations. Yes, we are touched and moved so we (i don't like green bins) drop off our blessings assuming souls will be touched and then left with the thoughts that we have done our part in our "giving"

Please log onto this link to read the full article that was released just days ago. You will be blown away.

 Clothing Bin Wars....A Shame!

The 30 Second Rule!

Good day my readers. Hope you had an awesome day and hope you are smiling. It helps. I will always smile, till the day ( many years from now) the Lord is ready to dance with me :-)))

 My Naughty who brought laughter to the room everyday and sneaked a nurses outfit out of their cupboard....lol

While in the hospital, there were many many stories i had heard from both the doctor's, nurses and above all patients. Life changing stories that truly gave me the appreciation, better yet strength, to be able to even walk down the hall more often then i should have. Every time  i saw a patient alone and sad, i stopped to put a smile on their face. I thanked God for all the love and support i had and knew right then and there that if i had been alone, i would not have made it. Most of these patients, actually all, were old. Over 60 and most in their 70's and 80's. I was surrounded by wisdom! :-) What better place would God place me.....for a short time. Every night the "code blue" was announced more then once..... I heard cries in the middle of the night from patients who knew they were alone and wanted a nurse or Dr. to comfort them. I sat and cried tears of sadness while listening to a Dr. comfort a nurse that said she "doesn't like to be alone." She was 82 years old. He told her stories that made her laugh and stayed with her until she fell asleep. I guess i fell asleep too.

Every time they did a shift turn over, and there were many, as it was Christmas, all the part timers were working, the nurses would come in to do an assessment (every 2 hours) and with a big smile say, "ohhh my yess you are young....you are the young one....oh look at you..you are so tiny, you are the miracle child.....wow you look so strong, it's def your age huh?" I would answer, "no, it's God." We'd have a genuine laugh to that one. lol. I was surrounded by nothing but LOVE. I have described this entire experience as heavenly. I do not know what other word to use. Yes the nurses and doctor's sat with many of these old angels to comfort them, but the same ones sat and shared many tears of joy with me as well. It did not matter who the patient was. It was pure compassion. I did not know that nurses were allowed to hug patients and it was all i got and saw around me every day. I had never laughed this much in my life. They could hear my visitors from down the hall laughing and said they wanted to join in.lol. There are tears in my eyes as i remember the feeling so well. One nurse (one of my fav) would sit and share stories of her 15 year daughter who survived bone cancer and a rough journey at 13. I never wanted to talk about my incident because it was nothing compared to hers. Her tears pierced through me and all i could feel was God. In me and in her. EVERY nurse or Dr. i was surrounded by was Christian or spiritual. Maybe Catholic, i am guessing. I was truly in the arms of an angel.

Many nights, because i couldn't sleep, i would visit the 24-hour care room i was in for the first part of my stay, and i would stand and converse with these beautiful nurses. All women and one man, Jerry. Ohhh Jerry was a shining star. Lovely. Filled with compassion and perfectly chosen by God for this purpose. It was at these times i learned what it was to live a simple life. It was at these hours, while these souls are fast asleep, where i would stand and peep at them to ask God to please be by their side and take away their pain. It was these late hours that i would comfort a little old lady or man who was unable to sleep , like myself, walking up and down the hall ways. I was able to go at a faster pae but went very slow, at their pace, so i was one of them. It was these late hours where  a Dr. shared with me and said. "you know Elizabeth, what most people do not see is that the causes to all sicknesses starts with stress. You may not be a nurse or doctor but we need more people to speak on this and help one another to understand that stress will destroy you. Not instantly, but slowly. This is where cancer,  liver, kidney, heart and brain sicknesses come from. It ALL starts with stress. We must try and live like children or toddlers, they feel an angry or sad emotion now and in seconds they are playing and laughing with no memory of what upset them. I call this THE 30 SECOND RULE." I was speechless. His last words truly gave me an "AHA MOMENT." Ohhh my, i thought, that is so easy. "Scream if you have to, cry, yell....but promise yourself that you will do it for only 30 seconds or a minute at most. Face the person or problem and say, ok it's been a minute so gotta go." Wow that is so easy. Ok i will try it.

It dawned on me, that we know this stuff. Yet why do we do this to ourselves. Why do we hand people our souls to step on, spit on and destroy? We MUST stop. WE MUST STOP. Take  complete of what belongs to you! Your God given life. Let's put a final end to our pain.... that we have this control of. Let's get rid of this poison and start pouring in vegetable juices, vitamins, fruits, almond milk, herbal teas, fiji water, and love.

 Baby sis and i loving each second of this new journey...

I just wanna take it easy and show God that I KNOW i have survived and will not take it mightily.  I LIVE FOR HIM ALONE!!!
I love you all. Take care of one another but please find a stranger, sick patient, homeless person or sick child to take care of as well. Even just one.

My Miracle Dec 26 9:10am...The Journey That Just Began

I spent the day with my sons baking and enjoying quality time then the night of Christmas with my family laughing and having no care in the world. I had known my Jamaican side family (my 19 year old's family) since i was 14 and something was different this night. I was especially thankful for having them in my life and helping to raise my big son Keeno. I saw extra beauty in their eyes and was so thankful for having them apart of us. I did not want to go home and the drive home was very bad. There was a storm in Inisfil, which is where we were. I prayed the whole way home while Keeno drove. Of course, God brought us to our drive-way safely.

The next morning i woke up to heat some milk for Captain. It was 9:10am
I went to the bathroom as i usually do first thing in the morning. Ooops i had forgotten to thank God for the privilege of seeing another day of life.I will admit, too often i do this.

'Oooh my God what just happened" i told myself as i got up from what seemed to be a seizure if i had to describe it. Ok no big deal. That was weird. I went down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Oh God oh God ok what the hell was that? Now I am a bit scared." My feet went flying in the air and i landed on my tail bone hard smacking my head on the floor. Now i am nervous. But i ignored it. I grab the sippy cup and start my way up the stairs. I fall down a few flights and  milk goes flying everywhere on the wall. Again another seizure? My foster son comes out of the bathroom and asks if i am ok? Of course i am ok. I am Liz. I thought. I then realize that every time i fell i blacked out. Hhhm. I got to the last stair at the top of about 15 steps and.............................I am scared. Ohhh God my sons are over me. I can barely speak. I don't want to move. I am afraid i am unable to get up. I am laying on my stomach flat out at the bottom of the stairs. What just happened. I fell down the entire set backwards doing 2 flips (i remember it) and landing on my head. Is this really happening?

This fall was the best thing God did to me.

My sister right then calls me after my son carried me up the stairs (both sons) and laid me in bed on my side. Kirk who found me and was there to go and wake up Keeno had to leave for work. He was already going out the door. Suzie says," what do you mean you don't want to go to the hospital?" and then breaks down yelling begging my son (i could hear hear) to call emergency now, I heard the fear in her voice and said ok. They arrive and now i am at the hospital. The twitching continued a few hours until i was given a pill that my sister demanded which made it stop. I am not scared now because there is no pain. Just a little curious what this was all about. I was awake and aware but very dazed out. My son, sister and brother John are at my bed side making me laugh. Each time i looked at my sister, i saw fear but i never mentioned anything. She was quiet for the most part. I thought the most this could be is epilepsy.

 The x-ray of the tumor i was diagnosed with. Very shocking. God alone......

The Dr. arrives with my results. "Your blood work is fine and there is nothing wrong with your back and neck due to the fall. But we found something in your brain.....you have a pretty large brain tumor that needs to be operated on right away because it is bleeding due to the falls. We are going to put you in an ambulance right away and bring you to Trillium Hospital to have surgery."

 My rock. My heart. My baby gurl. Good ol'days. Ohhhh every time i look at this pic....

.......................................................................................I don't know what to tell you happened next but i remember screaming out my sister's name crying for her to protect me, to help me, i guess. We have both gone into a serious shock. For the first time ever she couldn't. She looked like she was going to faint crying uncontrollably  and my brother and son were the same. Fear and the idea of dying led me to ask the Dr. in tears "if i was going to die". I quickily reminded myself that " i am a child of God. I am a child of God." They pulled me away in a stretcher away from my family where i balled my eyes out and thought i would not make it that very moment. Confused with bad thoughts and reminded by quick positive thoughts. I looked behind me with my eyes stuck on the my family was now standing on my right. Next to the stretching they were getting me ready on. I am still staring while the stretcher was being pulled away and then they were out of site. Then i heard a voice. Literally. "Fear not for i am with the." I didn't know if it was me wanting to hear the voice or if it was Gods voice. The final results proved who's voice it was.

I am drugged up and on a lot of drugs now. I open my eyes realize i have not had surgery yet. I am so so so scared. So fast. No time to think or kiss my family. Where are they? Did they leave me here with these people? So i ask the nurse, "where is my family? Can you tell them to come in here please?" "Yes we will. In a moment." I want to yell and scream. No i can't wait, but i have no strength." These are doctor's who know what their doing Liz. All of a sudden they arrive. The ambulance went to fast. They went through all the red light. I recall telling them "Don't turn on the noise just the lights please. It's embarrassing and loud." LOL even in my moment i cracked a joke. Actually according to them, a few. I felt so safe with everyone there. So many friends and family. Too many to name. The nurses got overwhelmed with visitors. I felt safe. I know i am ok God. I knew i was not going to die even before the operation. I felt so lucky to see everyone. The laughter in the room brought up my spirits. I had not known how loved i was. So loved.

My surgery.

I was very drugged up and i never took my eyes off my son Keeno. My first love., who stood on my right side holding my hand and fighting the tears that at times he could not control. I could see that he wanted and felt he had to stay strong for me. Every time he broke down he walked off. My family was in a state of shock and fear could not control them either. But i know they tried hard. What is happening? Is this real? Why me? No don't think like that Liz. Umm no don't say that Liz. God does all things with a purpose.

The important men in my life....

They stroll me away after saying my ummm "later" to everyone very quickly. 2 people were allowed to come into the operating room so Keeno and Grandma came? Brother John wanted to kiss me too...awww.  Grandma came in to to say their prayers and see me again very quickly. So Keeno looks into my eyes and his are filled with tears and says, "Mom please don't die on me. I wouldn't be able to live." It suddenly hit me. . "Keeno i won't. I promise. I will be back There is no way no way i am leaving my boys in the world alone. God no way."

Right at the moment i was about to ask them to pray for me, grandma offers to pray. I shut my eyes and see myself wrapped in the arms of the Lord. But i don't see a body or face. Just arms. I know God is with me. I know this. They kiss my forehead and i start to cry. I want to tell them that i WILL be fine and i will be back. I am unable to look at Keeno at this moment, because crying would make him sad .I want him to be strong.

The Dr. comes and says he has to take me now. Or maybe i was already in the operating room when they came. Well the  room that felt cold. Everything was made of iron laid out just like the movies. They start a conversation with me but i am unable to concentrate. My eyes are wondering. I spot a very long table with many stainless steel tools. I am afraid again. I know they will be using those tools on my head. So many questions in my mind. Oh dear God. How big will this cut be? Oh maybe like 6 or 8 stitches. I suddenly see all the Dr.'s about 6 of them, walk towards the left wall and they have pencils in their hands pointing at the  wall where there was 4 x-ray photos laid out. 2 on top and 2 on the bottom. It is my brain. Ohhh my goodness i see the tumor. Clear as day. It's big. Ewww that is what is in my brain? It is on the left side at the top. Will they be able to get that thing out God? What kind of tumor is it? ..........a few seconds pass. I silently call out for God......I am Ok. I can feel a sense of peace come over me. Am i suppose to feel so peaceful looking at all this? I was not afraid anymore. I think i smiled. Well at least inside i did. The Lord was in control and right beside me. The only thing i could think of were my siblings, who patiently waited and my sons. Speaking to God with their faces in my mind. They were the only ones on my mind. Although i had many loved ones, they were all that mattered at that moment. I was scared just seconds ago and the Lord knew that i could not go under with fear so He answered my call and filled me with peace. The Dr. comes to me. The surgeon. I guess. There were so many of them that looked the same in there. He asks a few questions. I was so at east and okay. I don't remember what he asked and then...... i am sleeping..........Peacefully and in the arms of God (angel..one of my fav songs; In the arms of an angel....).

I am up. I hear a lot of movement. I was very tired. There was a lot of joy, laughter and tears because i could hear them. At some point i fell asleep after they strolled me into a room. My baby sis and keeno are calling my name. My sis said i looked beautiful. I just want to hold them. What seemed like one by one apparently was 2 by 2. So many visitors. Ohh my. I heard the nurse telling the visitors they had to go and let me rest. After everyone came in and i shared jokes with them with my eyes still unable to to open permanently. I had forced them open for  brief seconds. All of a suddeny when things settled down a bit with visitors i hear mommy joy outside, "i am here to see mi daughta....no no no i need fi see her." I guess the nurses were not allowing anyone else in. Visiting hours were over at 8pm and mine went until after 11pm lol They turned her away. awww. I was well aware of what just happened in regards to my surgery and started to cry my eyes out thanking God for another chance. It was a different cry. I felt so unworthy of another chance and realized how real God was. I realized i had all my senses and cried some more. I could not move my lips because they were sticking together from the dehydration. I say out loud, "Nurse please bring me some water." She replies and says, "Oh dear you can't have anything yet." "Huh are you kidding i feel like i can't breath." So they bring me a water sponge to suck. "That's all i get?" i ask.She laughs and says yes. I might as well suck my dry thumb. Ok Liz just be thankful your alive. "What time is it?" i ask. "Ohhh it is still early and you just came out of a major surgery Elizabeth. Don't worry about the time." I could not sleep and i did not sleep the whole night. They gave me "some sort of pain killers that tripped me out. I started seeing faces with bald heads at the window and butterflies swarming my roof. I pulled the covers over my head and stayed there the whole night. My cousin joked and sais all the heads were all the people that wanted to visit me. LOL!!!! The following morning the visitors started at 8am. My brother John. My stubborn beautiful brother. One after another and many times many at once.So many. So much love and support. Flowers swarmed the shelf. Teddy bears and pajama's with cute robes. The nurses started getting upset saying i need rest and it needs to stop. But i don't want it to stop. I don't want to be alone.Why are they stopping people at the door...hey they think i can't hear them so i say, " nurse who is that?" lol lol

The man that God used to save my life.

The third day the surgeon comes to see me. I felt like i saw an angel. I break down in tears and he grabs both my hands and holds them in his. "You are a miracle child." I start crying. My sister had already told me what he shared with them moments after my operation about the seriousness of it but it really hit me when he spoke those words. They were still unreal to me. "You saved my life. You are so beautiful. Thank you thank you......" I am in tears. "I was so nervous while operating Elizabeth. I was sweating head to toe because you had this particular vain that was gushing out so much blood. I didn't know how to stop it and thought of cutting it out at one point. But it would have caused too much damage to you. So i took a deep breath and slowly stitched it back into place. You had to get a blood transfusion. A lot of blood. If your sister did not sign for the blood you would not have made it. (Apparently i said no just before the operation when they asked if i wanted the blood transfusion and went on about how the blood is not clean lol lol. I would never have said that in my right mind lol) I knew i could not disappoint your sister and all those people you had out there so i took a deep breath and eventually got it all out and its clean (i had no idea how many people were out there because the last i knew it was four. Now i know it was many more). Fortunate is not even the word...Shock ...just...amazing.

God continued to work mightily as each hour passed. I spoke and mentioned His name about 20 times a day. All the nurses were angelic. They would come in and say, "oh you are the young one huh (it was all old people on that floor with the same situation but a lot worse) and the miracle child. That word still didn't hit. I know what happened and all but i mean...just soo new. I was never alone throughout the day and had a gathering for new years eve lol. It was about 40 visitors a day. Sometimes more.

                                                                    Nurse Natalia (lol)

                                                             My praying teddy bear i slept 
                                                              with every night from sis.

According to the nurses, i was a "super star" and that is how i felt. So loved. So special. Everyday there were a few regulars. My girls for life. My sister, who was my rock, my everything. I have always known how much she admired me, since we were kids running around on bleecker st. and since we were eachother's angel and joy while we were sad at home. Innocent little girls. Which is how we are now. Just as we were; protective little girls. Then there was Natalia, Ernie, Snoopy, Yinka, Debbie, mommy Joy and family, Jolleene, Colleen and Ms.Veena who kept shopping for me. She had her own situation that needed much attention, and it is what i was giving her prior, yet she became my own personal nurse. She even bathed me like a mother bathes her child. I got to wear a different pajama set almost everyday. I think they all brought me a beautiful robe. I have never had this many robes lol.What women, i tell you. I had not touched the hospital food once except the time they brought me a fresh fruit platter set that was a special order.. These girl's brought me more food daily that i could even eat. So much of it just sat there. They understood that my appetite was not the same yet, but wanted to make sure i was ok.The bond that we all created was beyond beautiful. Amazing. Angelic. No words could describe the love we shared. The appreciation. The tears of joy. The stories. Quality time spent loving each other. Gary, who i have know for many many years became apart of out bond. Speaking about the Word, daily. He strengthened me. It was all so REAL. It was what God has given us life for.

                                         Sis washing my hair for the first time. Just as we did as kids.

Removing my staples. Being a big suck. Naty took a million pictures. Truly paparazziat work...

My recovery has been going along very rapidly. Against all odds my senses are all 100% and all that i need to do now is take it easy and go slow, FOR NOW lol.  I got a new hair cut  and i tell you i love it. My soldier Ernie (Blanket Project) blessed me with a barber at the hospital. Yup right at my service. hhhmm some things never change lol lol playing. Of course the busy body that i am i has not been taking the whole "stay in bed thing" serious as i am suppose too. While i was in the hospital the one book in the bible that was constantly  brought up and prayed about was Psalms 91. My favorite. I had many true people of God pray over and with me. It was beautiful. Days where there were 15 to 20 people at a time, all holding hands and praying with me in JOY. When i was constantly asked, " Liz it's so shocking. Why you? You are such a great person....." I would stop them in their words. "Why not me? I am so glad i have been chosen.

                                                          Quality time is all that matters.

God Shook me up a bit. He used me to you all how REAL He is. He wanted my story to change your lives. How i know that? Because log onto youtube and watch these stories. He protected me the entire time and never let me go." He purposely saved me from a situation that ....well let's not go there. He has made this entire journey so beautiful. New. Amazing. Real." He has given me a final chapter to my book. To my story, that sadly never had a final chapter....because the chapter it did have was not good enough for me. I am divorced and the divorce was very ugly. I never speak publicly about this. Because of shame. So the Lord gave me a survival story to speak about.

 My Jo Jo...loyal to the end. Myyy ohhh myyy true beauty....

 My surprise home gathering party. What a surprise. One of the best days of my life.

Now i am good and ready and proud of my divorce and everything else God has removed me from and saved me from. I have been blessed with three beautiful boys that love me dearly. That i will not leave out in this selfish world......i am sooo ready for whatever He has prepared for me. I have learned to wait on His time.

To all my blog readers who have patiently waited for the next blog. I would not leave you...noway...just waited for the right time to post this. Thank you for your emails and please believe that God is real. Look out for a very life changing documentation that i will be taping this week. I will be letting you into my world....for the first time :-)

I was blessed with a professional Photoshop after my miracle by a very beautiful woman clare@gleegraphics.com

Enjoying a moment with Claire's dog "Winnie" who who was lovin me up.

Search within you to find what it is that God has called you for. Listen to His words because they will never fail you. Ernie and i are desiring Gods purpose now more then ever and have so many for Project Blanket. A ministry i can't wait to get back out there to do. lol Enjoy!

I have not done spell check. Just read and enjoy. Thank you.

I'm Running On Low Today!

A few days ago, my little one (Captain) ran into the kitchen and said "mommy mommy i saw a mouse" in an excited way. As if he had found it, killed it and had it in his hand (lol) I did not believe him but there was a small part of my that did. I brushed it off. Just goes to show you, we must listen to our kids. Anyhow last night my two older ones, Kirk and Keeno came into my room all excited and said, "mom, you know that mouse that Captain said he saw? We just saw it and tried to get it but we don't know where he ran off too." NOW I WAS UP AND SCARED TO DEATH! I said a bunch or things; Get it, Kill it, how did it get in here, this house is so clean and it's bran new...ohhh myyyy...ohhhh myyyy....and can't remember the rest. I got out of bed and ran downstairs to see where they saw it.

Let me tell you this, i would never imagine a mouse would want anything to do with a "clean house." I mean why would he/she/it? There is nothing to munch on, on the floors or dirty corners to hide in. But, much to my surprise, because we live in a bran new complex that is still under major construction, apparently the winter days are too cold for these little buggers, so they run in for heat through open cracks or holes.

Okkkk, i have not slept all night. I am totally running on LOW today. I could not stand the idea of having that bugger all up in my space! Like nooowayyy!!!! I woke up, drove Captain to school and headed straight to Canadian Tire to purchase whatever trap kills these guys FAST! I bought 5 packs of "stuff" and when i came home, i did not even want to touch the traps. I woke up my son Kirk, and made him do it. He stood there laughing at me. One of the traps that came in a pack had 4 individual traps in it. It's the cardboard's with the sticky glue on it and when the mouse steps on it, he gets stuck and dies. Now my only problem is, i will see it dead on the board. Oh goodness. The other ones are the regular traps.

All i have to say is, it better hurry up and get caught or i am calling the pest control (lol) Oh what a day. I am sitting in the dining room listening out for it (lol) I can't believe i am so afraid of something that is the smaller then my pinky finger. Ohhh boyyyy......