Henry at the movies and breaking and entering
Today Henry, Dave, and his mom decided to see what Henry would think of watching a movie in an actual theater. Since he loved Madagascar, the sequel seemed like the best case scenario for piquing his interest. They all piled into the car and headed for the local mall/cineplex, while I looked ahead to four hours of time all to myself. Items on my list of things to do: shower, call my parents, read some of the 3rd installment of the Twilight series, make turkey hash, make turkey soup, work on my hat. I was really looking forward to the afternoon. After showering and talking to my parents, I grabbed the grocery list and headed out the door. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was forgetting something major. I shrugged off the feeling, only realizing what I'd forgotten as soon as I'd shut the door: my house keys. Sometimes the front door can be stubborn about closing, but it was shut up tight this time. I went to the back of the house to see if by some miracle the back door was unlocked. It wasn't. I tried our faulty bathroom window. Shut up tight. I couldn't call the people who have our spare set of keys because they're conveniently enjoying themselves up in New Hampshire. I popped by their house to see if I could find the spare key to their place, but it's not where it used to be. While I was wandering aimlessly around their barn, I saw their tool boxes. A plan started percolating in my brain and after mapping out how I envisioned it working, I made off with one of their tools and headed home. So, after a bit of finagling and prying and other verbs, I managed to break into my house using the ice scraper we keep in our car and one of those keys you use to take the lids off of paint cans. MacGyver's got nothing on me. If I wasn't so embarrassed about having locked myself out of the house, I'd be feeling pretty smug right now.
Three lessons I've learned today: 1) give spare keys out to more friends. 2) our dog is not a guard dog. She barked once or twice while all of this was going on, but never even bothered to get out of bed to investigate. 3) Henry hates movie theaters. They're scary.
Comments
Movie theaters are really loud. I didn't like them either. Or the circus or the Ice Capades.
I locked myself out of the house once (I'm sure you can imagine) Now we have a key hidden outside.
Posted by: Mel | November 28, 2008 08:01 PM
sorry, I could have helped, I know the location of said neighbors key. but then you wouldn't have the smug MacGyver feeling so it might be for the best this way.
Posted by: phoebe | November 28, 2008 09:12 PM
I, too, know the location of said neighbors key AND the location of your key within said neighbors house....and I have a cell phone that works in New Hampshire. Way to go MacGyver!
So, when are you installing ADT?
Posted by: Megan | December 1, 2008 09:04 PM
Unfortunately, Dave had our cell phone so I couldn't call anyone. I was thinking at the time that if I did manage to get into said neighbor's house and couldn't find a copy of our key, I wouldn't have been able to call said neighbor anyway because I have no idea what said neighbor's phone number is without the aid of the contact list located on the aforementioned cell phone. I'm almost useless. Good thing I have MacGyver-like qualities.
Posted by: Jenn | December 1, 2008 09:23 PM