cocroaches, fireants and other fun stuff!

Ok, so the title of this entry maybe isn't completely truthful. I do not really think that cocroaches and fireants are fun.  However, it leads me into the events of this day.

I began my day with beans, tortillas and eggs. A most safisfying breakfast!  Then I went and played with/fed some friends dogs. Nothing too abnormal about that either. Upon returning home is where the real adventure began. My dad was up on the roof (for those of you who do not know, roofs are flat here in Oaxaca) snipping and beating the boungavilla plants and orange flowered vine. So naturally I went up to join him, and help out. We spent a long time making the dead flowers fall through the branches (hence the beating). The reason for all this is that the entryway to our house is covered over with the branches and flowers. The dead flowers fall off and get stuck in the branches. This in turn causes our house to be quite dark. Which brings us back to our beating the plants on the roof. My dad asked me to cross over to our neighbors roof to sweep up the mess our flowers had caused. As I was performing this task, I got to thinking that this was something that someone would commonly be seen doing in the States. That's when I decided to update here. But that's not where the fun ended. We filled a large trash can with dead leaves and flowers and such and lowered it down off the roof. This was then deposited in our composte. Before said deposite we stirred up the composte some. Hundreds of cocroaches went running!  There must have been at lease three different types of roaches. I say this because of the diverse markings on their backs and their ranges in size. I sprayed them silly with raid. There was another spot for composte which I stirred up too. This one had fewer roaches but had the largest nest of fireants I'd seen. Thousands of eggsacks and billings of tiny ants running hectically about. Needless to say they got an even bigger dousing of raid than did the cocroaches.  From there the excitement level of the day went down. I had a marvelous dinner of mole, compliments of my mom, and went back to play with my friends dogs some more. I had a fun time squeezing the car through some other cars with a mere few inches to spare. Well, that's about the crux of excitement for this day. Hope you enjoyed my rather lengthy narative of my day.

More some other time I'm sure.

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Why cats are necessary

Hey all

The other night as we were turning out the lights in the house on our way to bed, my dad and I saw a strange sight.  Outside, illumined by our motion sensetive light we saw a rat (or very large mouse) curled up on the roof of our X-Terra outside. When it saw us, it inched it's way into the protective shadow of the support for the roof rack. As my dad went to tell mom of this interesting sight, I stayed to keep an eye on him. Soon after my dad left, he (the rat that is) hurried to hide behind the far support, making it much more difficult to see him. Pretty soon my mom and dad arrived. We dutifully stood there for several minutes just staring at the now almost invisible rat. Then we began discussing options of riding ourselves of this unwanted creature. The idea of my dad hitting it with a broom was mentioned and discarded as the broom may miss the rat and instead go through a car window. As no other better suggestions where forethcoming we chose to ignore it and go to bed. This all goes to show that cats are necessary, they kill, or keep rats and mice out of the yard without breaking any car windows (you hope). Besides that, when they are not killing off rodents they make excellent lap warmers for chilly, and not so chilly days.

So next time you see a raider of the night taking shelter on your car roof, don't panic, don't bring out the broom, just smile and let out the cat.

WOW it has been a really long time since I updated.

This new school year started off with a bang and is going steady. It's a crazy, busy semester, but it's also been been pretty good.

Sorry about the short entry, but this was a spur of the moment decision, and I'm not really sure I have much to say presently. So sayanora for now.

"Responsibility, what's that? Responsibility not quite yet!"   ~ some song

Responsibility and Leadership are the two words that have kind of characterized this past month for me. This summer and this coming semester I'll be expanding my leadership abilities through my job and Mu Kappa. With this leadership will come more responsibility. So what do these two words mean? According to Dictionary.com:

Responsibility: 1. The state or fact of being responsible. 5. Reliability or Dependability.

                      Responsible: 1. Answerable or accountable, as for something within one's power, control, or management.

Leadership: 1. The position or function of a leader. 3. An act or instance of leading, guidance;    direction.

The semester begins to come to a close and one song comes to mind both as a description of my life now and my defense for posting a little late. So without much further ado, from Big Idea Productions and the makers of VeggiTales "Busy"

"Busy, busy dreadfully busy, more than a bumblebee, more than an ant. Busy, busy shockingly busy, mcuh, much too busy for you." (Don't be offended, "you" in this case refers to xanga.)

and the chorus once more. . . .

"Cuz, we're busy, busy, dreadfully busy. More than a bumblebee, more than an ant. Busy, busy, shockingly busy, much, much too busy for you."