Looking back through my photos this week, I noticed a bit of a food theme. It's no surprise really, I always bake when I'm stressed, and this week has had it's fair share of crazy moments. (How do I not weigh as much as my car?) Not only was it the last full week of summer vacation with the kids running circles around me while I try to get some work done, but the fact that I'm still sidelined with neck/shoulder pain just added to my insanity.
Things got even more interesting this week when my daughter and her friend set off the neighbor's burglar alarm! If it didn't hurt my ribs so much to laugh, I might have fallen over in hysterics over this one!
When their friend didn't answer the doorbell, the girls knocked, unaware of the fact that the front door wasn't latched, causing it to swing open, setting off the alarm.
Scared out of their minds, they ran back to my house. Coincidentally, at that very moment, sirens (unrelated to the "break in") blared on the main street outside our neighborhood and the poor girls thought for sure they were going to jail. They came running up the front walk, literally screaming for me, trying to explain the sirens and alarm and how it was all just an accident.
After I managed to get a somewhat coherent explanation, I was able to contact the neighbor who told me how to turn off the alarm.
But then the capper, just as the girls started to calm down, the police showed up at the neighbor's house to inspect the area. If you could've seen their poor faces...I assured them it was only a precaution and that they were NOT going to get arrested.
Oh the fun we have in the suburbs!
Things got even more interesting this week when my daughter and her friend set off the neighbor's burglar alarm! If it didn't hurt my ribs so much to laugh, I might have fallen over in hysterics over this one!
When their friend didn't answer the doorbell, the girls knocked, unaware of the fact that the front door wasn't latched, causing it to swing open, setting off the alarm.
Scared out of their minds, they ran back to my house. Coincidentally, at that very moment, sirens (unrelated to the "break in") blared on the main street outside our neighborhood and the poor girls thought for sure they were going to jail. They came running up the front walk, literally screaming for me, trying to explain the sirens and alarm and how it was all just an accident.
After I managed to get a somewhat coherent explanation, I was able to contact the neighbor who told me how to turn off the alarm.
But then the capper, just as the girls started to calm down, the police showed up at the neighbor's house to inspect the area. If you could've seen their poor faces...I assured them it was only a precaution and that they were NOT going to get arrested.
Oh the fun we have in the suburbs!
Day 234 {Begins with W} - Winged Welcome
Smiling for the camera
Day 235 {Close} - Close, But No Cigar
Day 236 {Pastel} - Holding it Together
You can either focus on what's tearing you apart or what's holding you together...Just trying to get through another week.
Day 237 {Exceptional} - Stack the Deck
I'd say this deck is stacked in my favor.
Day 238 {Fill the Frame} - Forecast Calls for Drizzle
Tonight's forecast is calling for a 100% chance of drizzle. What do you know, the weatherman finally got one right!
Day 239 {Story} - Breaking and Entering
The aftermath of the "burglary".
Day 240 {Maybe} - Rocky Road
Homemade Rocky Road ice cream...Maybe I should walk a few extra miles tomorrow.
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