Helloooooooooo!

Is anybody out there? I feel like I've dropped off the face of the earth. I haven't had a single non-business e-mail (other than a forward -- thanks Mandi!) in the past 3 days. And my comments have dropped again :( Come on people, I'm not dead! I feel like I need to sing that song that Donkey sings in Shrek..."cos I'm all alone, there's no one here beside me." If it wasn't for the comments I am getting, I might really go crazy. Then how would you all feel? :p

Okay, so maybe I'm not adjusting so well. It's COLD here, what can I say? I took pictures to show everybody just how out in the "middle of nowhere" we really are. These are from my parents' yard:

We drove to Vernal tonight to meet some of Tim's family who were out there, and the area we were in was really pretty. It was just off of the Green River with nice fields and smooth hills, but it's not like that here. It's much rockier terrain and there are TONS of Cedar trees. I'm not crazy about Cedar trees.

My parents left today too, which is adding to my loneliness. They probably won't be back until Christmas. After I took Emme to school this afternoon the house was SO quiet. My mom has always been here when I've been here. And now that she's gone, I have to cook! They've been staying in the 5th wheel this past week so we could have the house, but they were always right there.

Then tonight we saw a mouse in the house! I HATE mice!!! I hate them with a passion...maybe more than anything in this world! My mom swore up and down that they hadn't seen any mice or any trace of them for months. Sure Mom! She tells me that every time I come out, and then, every time, they magically appear. I refuse to live with mice. That right there might be enough to get me back to Vegas. We never had a mouse in Vegas. Cockroaches, yes -- BUT NO MICE! My parents already had Decon out but apparently it missed it. I made Tim set a trap and we better catch it! Otherwise I'll have to figure out lots of things to keep me out of the house until we do. I'm already going to have to sterilize EVERYTHING, EVERY time I use it now. It came out of the coat closet, which means it was probably in there when I hung Camden's jacket up when we got home tonight...and now that I think of it, Jarek and Emme's backpacks are on the floor in there -- GREAT!

ERRRRR! Tim just informed me that it took the cheese -- apparently he doesn't know how to set mouse traps.

So, just so this post isn't completely negative, I do have a slideshow to show you what people do for fun in the middle of nowhere ~ they play in the corn!

Oh, and this is Hitchhiker.

My parents picked him up on the side of the road when he was a tiny little kitten, hence the name. He was my grandma's cat before she passed away last year. Now he's just whoever's cat. He's an outside cat ~ the best kind...although he's not doing a very good job of taking care of the mice! I told Tim we should stop feeding him. He's not extremely friendly but he lets Emme play with him, and he's about as close to a pet as we're going to get for a while.