Spencer's ICE Situation ... he needs a real nurse

So ... you want to hear my little story after our ER visit last night with Spencer (broken collar bone) ?  I knew that you would.  I went downstairs this morning at 5:10am to get Spencer a bag of ice for his shoulder.  I think I have slept a total of four hours, off/on, with ice packs.  The mixed vegetables were frozen solid so I thought I'll get the corn out of the freezer in the garage.  I walk into the garage and I hear bells.  Yep, here comes Moses scurrying under the garage door that I left cracked about 7" for him in case he returned in the middle of the night.  He doesn't smell like the neighbor's house so that was a good sign.  He is now a hunter since we cut off his manhood last week.  If he only realized how ticked his sister was for taking off like he did. 

I get the corn out of the freezer, kick the cat for running off and scaring Erica to death, and head back inside, only to find the door coming into the house locked.  I suddenly remembered that I had locked the door because I had left the garage door cracked and thought to myself last night, "I wouldn't want a skinny robber to come in under the door."  So here I stand in the garage with my corn, the kicked cat who won't stop trying to rub all over my feet and I have left Spencer sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me to return and help him lay back down after helping him go to the bathroom.  And it is 5:10am.  

Since I am not skinny, I realize I can't fit UNDER the door and the opener is on the inside.  Curses.  At this point, I was rattled from sleepy stupor to very awake.  I find my tennis shoes and put them on.  I found a broken broom stick and think for a minute, "why hasn't this been thrown away?"  I lifted the garage window and used the stick to clear any cob webs in the bushes.  At this point, there was no need for me to be screaming in the front yard from a spider web or spider.  As I heave myself out the window, I prayed for no early walkers in the neighborhood.  That would be all I need for the police to show up and think there is a robbery going on.   I make my way down through the bushes waving my trusty broomstick with Moses right on my heels.  

I was hoping in my mind that the front door would be unlocked in the chaos of everything last night.  I got to the front door and low and behold, it was locked.  Curses.  I hunt for the key.  Curses.  Well, what do I do?  I start ringing the doorbell.  Chip goes nuts!  He is barking up a storm.  Moses is at my feet rubbing and gets kicked again.  Chip is at the stairs going nuts and runs to the door.  Now he jumps up and down like he is so excited to see me and no one comes.  So I rang the doorbell four more times to get him to start barking again and finally, Erica wakes up.  She comes downstairs in her own sleepy stupor and looks at me with this teenage look like, "what the heck are you doing out there in your pajamas at 5:25AM?"  She opens the door and Moses and I fight over who gets in first.  I simply looked at her and said, "Don't ask."  But she does anyway.  And so we laugh about our little story, I return for the corn but confirmed the door was unlocked and head upstairs to return to Spencer.  He finally gave in, sucked it up and figured out how to lay down by himself.  Poor guy ..... but he now has his corn, a glass of milk and more pain medicine.  He is happy.  And I am WIDE awake.  

I just had to share .......... I knew this might make you laugh as you head into your day.  I don't make this stuff.  I just report it as it happens in my little world.  Thanks for your prayers!  I'm not sure who needs it more at this point .... LOL!!