Oct. 29, 2008 - Something to give you a little laugh...
So I thought I would write about my little adventure tonight and give all of you a little laugh.
On Wednesday night I have my speech class, which by the way my group speech was awesome tonight!! WOOT, go me, Logan, Karen, Jessica, and Brittany!! Anyway, it is dress-up week at school for Halloween, and a lot of the people in my speech class wanted to see one of the renaissance dresses I have made and get some pictures.
So I get home about 45 minutes ago, walk to the door, and try to open it. But it wouldn't open for me (rotten door). Apparently my adorable, sweet, ahem naughty 10 year old brother decided to lock the doors, and then fell asleep on the couch. I went to tell my mother, and she said "wait, I'll get the key from the car" and then I hear "uh oh", apparently the key was locked inside with my wonderful, dead-to-the-world little brother. So I begin to bang on the door, lightly at first and finally throwing my whole body against it, trying to wake my brother up. He better start to pray that he is never home alone and sleeping when a fire starts, because NOTHING wakes him up.
So after giving up on banging on the door and yelling Joshua's name, I turned to trying to show my two cats how to unlock the door with their paws. And I know they know how to, because my cats are scarily smart and can open the door. But they decided to just sit at the window, looking at me like I was insane and I swear the were smiling at me (rotten cats). By this time, I am started to get really annoyed and hot with my stupid heavy velvet renaissance dress and cape on, and by then my hair was everywhere and my tiara was askew. So I turn to pleading with our dog to "speak" and wake my brother up. I was very happy with myself for teaching her to "speak", because right now it seemed quite happy. Except she wasn't loud enough to wake my brother up. I even tried asking her if she wanted a treat, which makes her break into the famous beagle howling. And I just realized why Abby is sitting here staring at me with her big, warm chocolate brown puppy dog eyes, I said the word treat and she is still expecting one. Anyways, Abby's howling STILL didn't wake Joshie up.
By this time I had made enough noise to make my neighbor come out and see what all the commotion was about. And she ended up being a sweetheart and brought out her ladder. And I was voted by my mother (rotten mother) to climb up the ladder and through the window.
So I finally make it up the ladder, without fainting from my fear of heights, and made it halfway through the window. If you were driving by my home at this point of time, you would have seen two legs sticking out a window all tangled up in a renaissance costume, kicking around trying to get untangled so I could get through the window (rotten costume and window!). I finally made it through and landed with a loud "oomph" on top of my brother and the couch surrounded by a renaissance dress and cloak that I am really starting to hate right now! And then, if you can believe it, Joshie woke up when I landed on him, and then rolled over and fell back asleep!! I think there is something seriously wrong with that little boy. Anyways, note to self, ALWAYS make sure I have the house key before I leave, ALWAYS!!
I hope I gave you a little laugh from my crazy ordeal tonight. Have a great day tomorrow!!
Love you all,
Sara Belle
