Update to "A Conversation"

Apparently the word is out and most of the neighborhood is aware of the fact that I have managed to lock myself out of the house. I have even had generous offers of any help that may be needed if a similar situation arises in the future.

Isn't it great to be in such a caring neighborhood.

The best part is that Billy and Jane have not yet returned from their vacation.... Looking forward to that conversation. At this rate there is a greater chance of them finding this info out from the neighbors then from me. I am not sure which is worse the embarrassment of the entire neighborhood knowing about it or the fact that they are the ones who will inform the people that I live with.

Ahh....the joys. I have always loved providing entertainment in the lives of those around me...

A conversation....

me: so the other day I was walking out the door on my way to work. my hands were full and I was in a hurry....

Julie: ok- here we go...

me: I opened the door and then closed it....

the following thought process occured....

"man, I closed that door a little harder than I intended....

(less that .5 secs later) good thing my keys are...

Julie: uh oh

me: sitting on the key rack...right where they belong.

yep...thats right.

I managed to lock myself out of my house.

GENIUS!

Julie: ha ha

I'm sorry- that is sad

but so funny

me: the great thing about it is that Billy and Jane are out of town.

fun times.

I didnt have the phone number or address of thier friends who have the spare key...

Julie: uh oh

me: but luckily I remember what street they live on and it is only a couple of blocks away...

too bad I couldn't remember the house number....

Julie: so you went door-to-door

me: so I did what any normal person would do in my cirumstances...

yep. sure did. I chose a house, committed and walked to the door.

"knock, knock"

Julie: ha ha- no way!

me: a scared little old lady approaches the door....

"Do Jill and Jack live here?"

I know at this time I have the wrong house...but maybe she knows where they live....

Julie: true

me: her reply, "No they live a couple of houses down."

"Really, do you know which one?" Is it the last house or the second to last one?"

luckily.....

she had no clue!

and I had thought the door to door thing would be solved with one knock.

Julie: serious?

me: so on to the next door....knock, knock.

no answer....

the last house has kids toys all over the place, they dont have kids so it definitely wasn't theirs.

finally I knock on what I think could possibly be the right door...and NO ANSWER.

Julie: oh no

me: so I did what any sane person would do.

I went home and walked up to the door and tried to open it.

funny thing....

it was still locked, imagine that.

I guess the little elves decided to stay in the basement...dang them!

Julie: hmm

me: yeah so what are my next options you may ask.....

two choices....

Julie: cry?

me: actually I called my mom, which is just as good.

I don't know what I thought she could do. She only lives a couple thousand miles away!

Julie: this is becoming less of a funny story and more of a depressing sad story

me: so on to the next plan..... I can scale the side of the house to climb up to the deck, or I can climb on the roof using the ladder.

(no it's pretty riduculous actually)

Julie: um, yeah

I bet

me: it ended up that my little old neighbor, who just happened to arrive home decided to bring a ladder and climb up to our deck....

I would of done it however...I just happen to be afraid of heights....

Julie: oh

me: yeah, thats the kicker of it all...I am just a chicken...

the best part will come when Billy and Jane come home tomorrow and find out the story from our neighbors..

Julie: or from the police once that frightened old lady calls them

me: one of them has been kind enough to advise me never to lock myself out of the house....isn't that just sweet of him?

I am sure that is an option as well.

Julie: oh yes

thank you captain obvious

me: although my neighbor did suggest calling the fire department....

Julie: that could have worked too

me: lets just say that I didn't jump at the opportunity.

Julie: no kidding

me: although....the thought of the fact that firemen are almost always hot did cross my mind....

Julie: fire department = lots of attention = should be last resort

me: hmm...damsal in distress saved by young and available fireman....

Julie: yes, but is he Mormon?

me: who could resist....fortunatly I am not that desperate....

not yet anyway....

Julie: true that

:)

when did this happen?

me: tues.

Julie: oh

well, I'm sorry you had to experience that.

but it was a good story for me

me: no worries....it definitely added entertainment to my week....

I am happy to hear that you enjoyed it.

Julie: you should blog about it and share with everyone

Note: Names in the story have been changed to protect the innocent.

Just following the crowd...

7 Things I Want to Do Before I Die:

1. Learn to speak French
2. and Latin
3. and Spanish
4. Write a book
5. Own a horse
6. and a dog
7. Backpack Europe...on my honeymoon

7 Things I Cannot Do:

1......
2......
3......
4......
5......
6......
7. Be a man

7 Things I say often:

1. Happy Day!
2. No worries
3. C'est la vie
4. Can I put you in my pocket and keep you forever?
5. Get over yourself!
6. Schmeh, schmeh
7. Grrr....

7 Books I Could Read Over and Over:

1. Tuesdays with Morrie
2. Anything by Dr. Seuss
3. The Witch of Blackbird Pond
4. The Book of Mormon
5. Pride and Prejudice
6. The Life of Pi
7. Kite Runner

7 Songs I Could Listen to Over and Over (originally movies):

1. Josh Ritter "Idaho"
2. Charlie Daniels "The Devil Went Down to Georgia"
3. Don McLean "American Pie"
4. Bob Marley "Redemption Song"
5. BNL "If I had a million dollars."
6. Antje Duvekot "Dandelion"
7. Brian Webb "Tobias"

7 Things that Attract Me to My Best Friends:

1. Honesty
2. Integrity
3. Dependability
4. Commitment
5. Humor...they make me laugh
6. Heart Talk
7. I can be me.

7 People who inspire me.

1. My Mom
2. Bishop and Sister Haight
3. Anywhere Sikochi
4. Matt Beecher
5. Abraham Lincoln
6. Albert Einstein
7. Jesus Christ

...oh to be a Lemming.

Dear Santa...

So I realize that I may be writing this a bit early. But hey, maybe I am just an ambitious kind of girl. So here it goes.

All I want for Christmas is....(Take One)

1. A bigger closet
2. Better organizational skills.
3. A hot pink bicycle (without training wheels) with a banana seat.
4. New glasses, preferably of the coke-bottle sort.
5. A puppy, preferably a weimaraner but I would settle for a German Shepard or a chocolate lab.
6. A degree in something other than sarcasm (I have been recently told that I already have a Ph.D in this) and life experience.
7. A Billy-Goat.
8. A life size blueberry.
9. A plug for the whole that is currently in my lip.
10. A large vat of ice cream (preferably without the flying clown).

Beauty.

How is this defined?

Some say it is in the eye of the beholder.

Others say there is one standard by which the rest of the world is judged- theirs.

And still others say that everything posesses beauty.

What do you say?