Greetings everyone! It has been so long since I have been on here that I had forgotten my password. Alas, here I am today with a tale of humor and woe!
Tuesday evening, June 21, 2011 started innocently enough. Around 6:40 I headed out to meet the awesome Laura G-Money Gulledge at the movies to see Bridesmaids. I decided to drive my mom's car, being it is much nicer than mine, she is in Oklahoma and left the keys to it! I should have known the evening was going to be interesting after Laura managed to check us in to the Bob White Motel on her Iphone instead of Playhouse Cinemas! (people that know about Alex City, understand the Bob White Motel). This little error set Facebook aflutter with people trying to figure out what was going, all the while we were laughing hysterically about the mix up!
After the movie is when the real trouble began. I pulled in the driveway at home and went to my purse to get my keys to unlock the door. Uh oh....no house keys. I thought no big deal I will just go through the fence gate and to the screen porch to get the key hidden to that door. OOOPS! I forgot there is a pad lock on the gate so the dog can't get out! What to do What to do? Well it becomes fairly obvious that this big girl is going to have to find a way over the fence. First I try to climb it and quickly realize there is no way I'm going to be able to that without breaking the fence or myself. I then set off on a journey to find something to stand on to make it easier. Score, 2 concrete blocks! I carry them to the gate, stack them up and climb on....but still not quite tall enough. Then it hits me....the canoe! My dad keeps his canoe on a rack right next to the fence. If it is close enough, I realize I can climb up and slide over into the backyard. Thank goodness it was. So, I move my blocks down to the canoe and restack them. I stepped up on them and managed to roll and I mean roll onto the canoe. This might be a good time in the story to state that it was raining during all of this. It was not a hard rain, but rain none the less. I get situatated on the canoe and begin my "slow slide" into the backyard, carefull not rip my pants. (the pants survived in one piece but were filthy) The sweet dog was barking at me the entire time, as if she was asking "What the hell are you doing dumb ass!?" Ahhh victory....I'm in the backyard! I proceed to the screen porch and the hiding place of the key! Enter in possible profain word here....the key was not there. So now am I not only locked out of the house...I'm stuck in the backyard as there is nothing for me to climb on to get back out. To add insult to injury it dawns on me that I was the one that did not put the key back! All I can say is thank goodness for friends that are locksmiths and always having my phone with me! The locksmith came, jumped the fence and got me right in the house in less than 5 minutes. It took me longer than that to get over the stupid fence!
So what is the moral of this story.....1. Don't let g-money check you into the Bob White it only leads to more trouble later. 2. If you drive your own car instead of mom's you'll always have the keys you need! 3. In a pinch a canoe can be used to get over a fence and 4. Always put the damn hidden key back!
