It is 9:00pm here in Sin City. I realized that I had neglected to retrieve the mail, so I went across the street to our mailbox to get said mail. Upon arrival, I noticed that there was a set of keys left in the mailbox immediately to the left of our mailbox. That keyring had a house key and a car key on it along with the mailbox key.
Now, our next-door neighbor is an elderly single man named Chuck. Whom I love dearly. And who can talk the paint off of the wall...
I figured the keys MIGHT be Chuck's. So I went to his house and knocked on his door. They weren't his keys, but he wanted to discuss whose they might be. So he invited me in for a chat.
I was in his house maybe 3 minutes.
During that time, divine hubby and Chase decided that I'd been gone entirely too long and came out looking for me. Apparently they yelled and screamed my name. I guess it's a testimony to the insulation in Chuck's house because I never heard a thing.
So, deciding I had been abducted by aliens, divine hubby called 9-1-1. And reported me missing.
Luckily, I came home before the police showed up to drag the river for my dead body...
So, if anyone asks you if divine hubby loves his little STQ, the answer is a resounding YES!!! I feel loved.
Divine hubby, on the other hand, is a little peeved at me, but he'll get over it. :)
2 comments:
That's awesome. I doubt very many people get quite as fast a call to 9-1-1 when they disappear.
That's classic! I love it. And you're right. Your divine hubby obviously loves you.
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