A trap was set Sunday to catch the squirrels that have suddenly found my bird feeders.

December 30, 2013 – Monday

-22 degrees/clear/calm

Pentoga Road

Ah, but it’s nice to sit here this morning and relish the sweet taste of the Packers victory over the Chicago Bears on Sunday. As I told someone earlier, it’s been that kind of year and any appearance, win or lose, during the post season, is pure gravy. Yooper Brother Mark mentioned last night that we’ll have to buy new t-shirts proclaiming our division championship for 2013. The playoffs start next Sunday when wild card San Francisco, heavily favored to win, visits Lambeau Field in Green Bay.

I rode with Sargie five miles down the road on Sunday morning. It was nippy walking back into a stiff breeze, five degrees and windy, but I didn’t get one mosquito bite the entire way and once I was warmed up from the exertion, the stroll was pleasant. I think I’ll let it warm up and walk this afternoon.

The rest of the day was spent watching football. I did take a break to play with the dog and while outside, mounted a live trap at the base of the bird feeders. I noticed some squirrel activity yesterday. Naturally, I missed when I aimed in that general direction with the pellet gun, but there’s nothing wrong with my trapping aim. Baited with peanut butter and peanuts, that little bugger will be mine, oh yes, he will be mine.

Sargie attended an annual tea yesterday at sister Tricia’s house. Year’s ago, when Tricia’s daughter, Lisa, was a small girl, she decided to have a tea party and invite her aunts and female cousins. The tradition has carried on over the years and though Lisa is now all grown up, married, and lives in Texas, she still hosts an annual tea for her aunts and cousins at her mother’s house. Sargie said they had a lot of fun and I’m certain there was no small amount of laughing and talking.

I’m not sure what today will bring. Sargie works early and thankfully, she’s off tomorrow, but has to work New Years day. We’re going to celebrate New Year’s Eve by going out to eat with Yooper Mark and Sheri Tuesday evening.

I’ve got a heavy day planned. Let’s see… there are a couple of loads of laundry to do, a stack of seed catalogues to look through, I need to begin thinking about setting up classes for this coming semester, and a nap to take.

It’s true, a man’s work is never done.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road…

Mmm, squirrel bait... a mixture of peanut butter and peanuts.