So, if you know me at all, youll know I absolutely hate pranks of any kind. I dont like being scared, teased, the brunt of someones joke, nothing. There is no enjoyment in any of that for me, and I dont like it to happen to anyone else either. If you know my husband at all, youll know that he lives for a good prank. He frequently calls his mother and flat out tells her a horrible lie just for fun. He once called her during lay off season and told her that he wasnt getting called back to work and that my brother had gotten him a job but we had to move to Arkansas that weekend, where we would live in a hotel until we found an apartment. He kept it up for a full 24 hours before I found out and snitched on him. He loves a good prank. Enter tonights atmosphere: I am lounging on the couch, nursing a sleepy baby. John Ray is already in bed. Jayna and joycie are standing in the living room entranced by the GIJoe movie Brittany is watching. Mr. Dill is expected to be home in about two hours from his night shift work. We are all so happy, peaceful, blissfully unaware of what is about to happen. Jayna turns to say something and then freezes with a look of horror on her face. Mom! Mom! Wwwaaaaaaa! She screams. Aaaaaaaaa!!!!!! Joycie screams as she looks behind me. I turn my head to awkwardly behind me, and cant figure out what is wrong. What? What? Whats wrong?!? Their screams escalate and Joycie begins to stomp her feet in fear (its a Joycie thing). Wha-? Then i see it. Aaaaaaaaa! In the window. AAAAAAAAAA!!!! A face. BRITTANY!!!!! GET HELP!!!!!!! A mans face. Staring in the window. Just standing there, stating at me and my children in the dark. WAAAA!!!WAAAA!!!WAAAAA!. This is the siren-scream Honey women are born with to alert others of imminent danger. It usually can be heard when spiders are spotted. What is it?!? Brittany awakens from her Channing Tatum trance and recognizes that there must be a bug or something, so she slowly turns to see what is causing such a ruccus. Hey. The man speaks. Waaaaaaaa!!!!!WAAAAAAAAA!!!!WAAAAA!!!!!!. more sirens. Hey! He speaks! But why wont he leave?!?! What is wrong with this peeping tom?!? And I finally get a burst of adrenalin and fling the phone and remote at the window (where his face is still pressed up against the screen), just at the same time as my brain realizes that its just Jeremy. And i am not sorry that I threw that phone in his face one bit. I may need someone to post bail for me later. Just sayin. #boo #notfunny #doghouseforMrDill
Posted on: Sat, 24 May 2014 02:41:00 +0000
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