Friday, January 11, 2008

Its Friday!

Good morning - on this rainy Friday morning in Southern VA. It really made me want to stay in bed - and rest - and do nothing most of the day. Join me in my morning for a moment....

I am laying in bed - Ronnie just left for work - The heat has just turned off and it is completely SILENT in my little house other than the pleasing sound of rain softly hitting the roof and windows in the house.

Then - there is a LOUD BANG on the front door. It hits and then scrapes down the door. I jump up in the bed wondering if I should move. I am quiet for a minute thinking "it was probably nothing - I probably just drifted off in my sleep."

Then...

BANG.... SCRAPE.... BANG...

My heart is RACING.

Is someone really trying to break in this house? This tiny brick house?

Where does Ronnie keep the gun? Should I get the gun? Would I be able to use the gun if I did get it out? Maybe I would do better with a knife.... I know where that is. If I used the knife I would pass out. Will I pass out anyway? Why would anyone want to break in my house? This doesn't make sense...

No sound. Nothing else..... my heart begins to rest.

BANG - SLLLLIIIIDDDEEE... BANG!

the door sounds like it is about to break down! The problem I am having is that the storm door doesn't lock. WHy are they still banging against a door that doesn't lock? They should at least be banging on the wood door by now!

I sneak out of the bed - to the front door - without the gun OR the knife? (No one said I was that brilliant). If I unlock it to open it - I will be exposed... AND I am still in my PJS. I know - I will look out the window.

As I pull the shades back - SLAM!!! Something hits the window! OH MY WORD!!! My heart is IN my throat now.

Then - - I see my perpetrator....

My little dog. Throwing her toys against the door. She has these rubber toys - made out of recyclyed tires or something like that - and a rope with knots on the end... she is taking turns holding them in her mouth and throwing them against the door. As I opened the shades, she was letting go of the rope which hit the window right in front of my face.

So - now I am awake - I should be doing something productive - but I figured I needed to blog this to keep someone entertained this morning.

I need more coffee.

6 comments:

justjessie said...

Don't feel bad, there was one time I called 911, and it ended up being a cat attacking the screen door & setting off our motion sensor lights. At least there was no law enforcement involved in your situation!

DeeDee said...

lol.....

so glad you didn't shoot the dog!

or pass out!

Love you

Darlene said...

Isn't it strange that none of these things happens when the man is not at home?
Joey was gone Wed. night to Texas and the dog (scooby) who never barks unless someone is in the yard. Started barking at 11:30 and I got scared! I still don't know why he barked. But, it sure makes you glad when your man is at home.

Darlene said...

I meant when the man is at home.LOL I have been having alot of Andrea moments today. for those who don't know Blonde moments.LOL
I am just glad it is FRIDAY!!!

Tricia said...

thanks for sharing that, it made me laugh, which I needed to do today...

I have 1 child sick with strept throat, and both of them are fighting and not getting along, and I also feel a little sick,...

so maybe a little laughter from your morning will lift my spirits

Tricia

Son, Brother, Fiancee, Friend, Soldier said...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA that was mildly entertaining. Maybe ronnie should take you out shooting so you can figure out how to use his gun. that kind of reminds me of WWWHHHAAAMMMMOOOOOOOOOO. remember that? Anyway glad it wasn't a robber or anything. Love ya aunt doodoo.
Jonathan