Squirrel Ninja Identified
Follow-up to yesterday's posting:
Last night before I went to bed, I noticed something out in the yard. Upon further investigation, it turned out to be a deer.
With its tongue lapping out all the bird seed that was in the feeder.
Now that the threat of Squirrel Ninjas has been avoided, I do believe we'll be bringing in the feeder at night.

The Deer Ninja waits, still as a rock, until the moment to strike.
Message Received
A little while back, we got a new bird feeder. Here's Tim Tam enjoying it from our new couch:
The feeder has greatly increased our popularity with the neighborhood birds. At one time I think we counted fourteen birds that were on the feeder or the lamp post that it's hanging off of, plus more waiting in the nearby tree for their turn. As an added bonus, it's squirrel proof - if a squirrel tried to climb onto it, their weight would pull down the outer shell and cut off access to the seeds.
However, we've run into an odd problem. We fill the feeder each day in the afternoon and when we go to bed, it's still 2/3rds or more full. Yet when we wake up in the morning, it's completely empty. Like, bone-dry empty. This is odd as most birds don't feed during the night. So there's only one obvious conclusion - Squirrel Ninjas.
The little cretins are obviously using some sort of Ninja-like skills - perhaps stacking on one another or dangling ropes from the overhanging post to lower themselves onto the feeder and suck out all the seeds (Steph suspects a straw, I'm thinking a mini-vacuum).
Earlier this morning as we were heading out for errands, Steph and I discussed bringing in the feeder at night. When we returned from our errands, there was a dead bird in the driveway with a little piece of seed next to its beak.
We both agree it would be best if the feeder stayed out at night.
Owning the House
The day we signed the papers and took possession of our house was also the first day Steph saw the house.
True story. Honest.
Back in 2003, Steph and I were forced to live apart due to jobs and selling our old house in Cedar Rapids and I had the fun task of doing most the house searching in Decorah. When I was able to, I sent some pictures back but it wasn't until the day we signed the papers that we drove by and she got her first In Person look at the house. She approved.
As some say, "There's trust and then there's trust."
This house suits us. It's cozy (i.e. realtor speak for small) but it's just the two of us plus the dog and cat. We don't entertain often but we've had parties with upwards of 30 people and everyone fit just fine. We also don't have a lot of worldly possessions and the size keeps us in close proximity. In short, we like it.
That's not to say it couldn't be improved. In the almost nine years we've lived here, we've made steady improvements. Most of those were done out of need - the previous owner was a bit eccentric, to put it kindly. A partial list of what's been done:
- Replaced every window in the house (previous owner had glued them shut)
- Replaced the roof (one layer of shingles, 30+ years old)
- Painted the house (the neighbors actually thanked us for that)
- Removed large back window with sliding French doors
- Added air conditioning (previously had window A/C)
- Painted counter tops (mix of paint plus 5 layers polyurethane)
- Replaced front door
- Added a sun porch
- Sided the entire house
- Added gutters
- Replaced garage roof
- Laid down a new driveway
All of this has made the house nicer but as I mentioned, most were done out of necessity. However, in a couple of months we get to start the Big project, aka the Kitchen Remodel. This is the one that we think will make us feel like we really own the place.
On Friday, we'll receive the first piece of the remodel - the new sofa.
Yes, I can hear you now - "Wait, didn't you say Kitchen Remodel? How the heck does a sofa fit into the kitchen?"
Well, it's simple really - we started out with a simple remodeling of the kitchen. It was all the stuff that Steph's been dreaming of. Quartz counter tops, new cabinets, a new sink, garbage disposal, dishwasher (I've washed dishes by hand for 8+ years, this is a big deal), a better stove, and under counter lights.
Then we decided on new flooring (bamboo, for the green factor) but due to the way the house is laid out, we discovered that doing just the kitchen would make the rest of the place look odd. So we expanded out into the hallway and living room. With that comes floor boards and the realization that none of our existing doors matched so all the doors in the house are being replaced. And of course, the old sofa just didn't look right with bamboo floors. So it had to go out the door.
So you can see how these things spiral out of control. Ironically, we have yet to pick out the new stove for the kitchen which you'd think would be the first thing we would have picked out. But hey, whatever works. Short of carpet in the bedroom and office and the floor in the bathroom, nothing in the house will be original following this remodel. It might have taken a while, but it'll be nice to make this house a home.
Home Amongst The Snow
(Warning - lots of pictures in this post.)
Well, we're back home in Iowa again.
Thankfully, the state was kind enough to meet us halfway on temperature (40 degrees vs the 80s of the past week). Groceries have been procured to fill the empty fridge, the first of many loads of laundry begun, the dog retrieved from the in-laws, and the cat ... well, let's just say it'll be a while until he forgives us for this latest transgression.
But despite the rough adjustment back into reality, it's good to be home again.
The vacation was great. Very relaxing and stress free. Did a lot of reading, thought a lot about my own writing (but I didn't write more than a few hundred words the entire week). We got to meet a bunch of new couples, see ancient Mayan Ruins, play beach volleyball (precisely 4pm island time, right behind our cabana), and go snorkeling in some of the clearest water you'll find outside of an Evian bottle.
The staff at Coco Plum is nothing short of phenomenal. The kitchen was remarkably accommodating with Steph's vegetarianism and my assorted dietary requirements. When the bartenders discovered I didn't drink alcohol, they took it as a challenge and came up with all sorts of interesting concoctions (my favorite? Sprite and Orange Juice - simple yet yummy).
Even departing the island was memorable. Nothing is more fun than riding 9 miles to the mainland in a boat followed by a flight in an 11 person Cessna in the midst of a terrible thunderstorm.
Without further ado, pictures are after the break (click to embiggen any image).
Views from Coco Plum
Blogging from the island is a bit difficult but since we've got a good connection at the moment, here's some pics.






