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Weekend from HELL... Part 1
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Weekend from HELL... Part 1 Did you ever have one of those weekends you are just go glad it is finally over? Well, I had mine this past weekend. Very good friends of mine asked me if I could housesit for them while they went away to Tennessee for the weekend to see their grandchild. I went over on Thursday evening to get my lesson on feeding the fish; they have a 200-gallon (I am assuming) saltwater tank. I’ve watched the fish before, fed them, and seemed like an easy thing to do. Well, the day before the owners left, they drained out some of the water and added new water, well if you know ANYTHING about saltwater tanks, you know all the PH levels have to be stable or the fish die…yeah, now the story is starting to get good huh? Friday comes, well, being my birthday month, some of the girls and I from the office go out for happy hour, I get to the house, the puppies are so happy to see me, (I love these dogs), I get ready to feed the fish…go over to the tank, get the cup I use to scoop out the water and put the pellets in to thaw. Well, I notice the fish are pretty lethargic, not swimming around like they were the night before. This has me a bit concerned, me, not knowing the first thing about saltwater tanks I start to fret. Well, really, what can I do, not much, right? I go to bed and awake the next morning to my FIRST dead fish, mind you, I am a wee bit frantic now, I call the owners and I tell them, something is wrong and I’ve discovered my first dead fish…what do I do? I love my friends; they are such good people, salt of the earth, they tell me to get the fish out of the tank and put it in a plastic bag and throw it away. Well, I have a fear of something’s, dead fish and touching one, that would be one, I know use the net to fish it out right, yeah well…you have to understand me, it is NOT going to happen, thank the dear sweet Jesus another of our friends came by, he scooped up the dead fish and threw it away for me. I called the owners and said, something is wrong, the fish don’t look well, they told me not to worry, if I lose the fish it is ok since they have just changed the water, which is expected. Well, I was on the phone with another friend and I realized, I am out of smokes, I will just run up to the store and grab a pack and come home while I am chatting to him. I get money out of my wallet and head off to the store. I am the type I always buckle, well, I was on the phone and preoccupied (you can see where this is going right?) back out of the drive and head off to the store. Still chatting away on the phone, I come to the stop sign to be greeted by Howard Counties Finest. Yep, they look right at me, I tell my friend, I need to go, I am getting pulled over now for NOT wearing my seatbelt. I pull over and the dear sweet (and I might add, handsome) officer asks me for my license and registration, (did you see me say I grabbed my wallet, nope, just money), I kindly tell the officer I am driving my friends car, I don’t know where she keeps the registration and well, I don’t have my license, well, I find what I need, he takes my information down, and goes back to check to see if I am a wanted criminal. Well, this cute officer comes back up and asks me if he had gotten all my information correct, and repeated everything to me once again, I told him, yes, everything was right. Now I am starting to get a bit nervous, I am thinking something is wrong, I am going to jail (would be the frosting on the cake as to how my day has been going so far), he tells me everything is fine and just stay in the car; me being the obedient one, does as I am told. A few more minutes pass and the other officer in the car comes up to the car and asks for my information AGAIN, I ask if everything is ok, and he tells me they can’t find me in SOUNDEX, now I am really scared, (remember I have my friends car, no license) and here is where they are going to lock me up and throw away the key. Finally, after about 10 minutes the cute officer comes back to me and asks me to sign my ticket for not wearing my seatbelt.  |
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5/7/2007 4:14 pm |
uhhhh...where's the rest of the storey sis?
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OMG.... I can only imagine the rest of the story...  Bless your heart and everything else!  Just a little food for thought............. If you really want to be happy, nobody can stop you... {=}
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Get your sweet self a double baileys and then... Give us the rest of the story... okay? {=} Just a little food for thought............. If you really want to be happy, nobody can stop you... {=}
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****EGADS***** My very own little sister is a....GASP...(fish killer). Oh CB..How could you???? I can see now that I'm gonna have to make you watch Finding Nemo 100 more times...as penance. *sigh* I make mistakes, I am out of control & at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best. ~Marilyn
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Hey....now you want to contribute to the delinquency of a "fish"? Jeez...what kinda woman ARE you???? (giggling profusely) I make mistakes, I am out of control & at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best. ~Marilyn
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