Saturday, August 15, 2009

The Quest for Ice Cream

I put my 3 yr. old to bed last night and then proceeded to ride the elliptical for 45 minutes. As I was coming down stairs from our second floor, I heard my wife coming upstairs from the basement to the main floor. Why would me wife be going downstairs at 8:30pm on a Friday night? She doesn't even go downstairs during the day saying there are spooks down there!! I came into the kitchen and was cleaning up the dishes when all of a sudden I hear a SCREAM!! My wife likes to exaggerate things once in a while so I thought nothing of it. It was quiet again for a time and then one more gigantic SCREAM followed by a wife running out of the house in pure terror screaming at the top of her lungs, "THERE'S A BAT IN THE LIVING ROOM!!!!"

After a few minutes of looking for the bat, I was able to scoot it out of the front door with a broom while my wife hid in the backyard fearing the bat would look her in the eyes.

I have know idea how that bat got into our house, but I do know that it will be sometime before my wife goes back in the basement for some evening ice cream.

5 comments:

*Fitcetera* said...

LMAO!
Well that is the most unique way to combat an ice cream splurge that I've ever heard.
:D

Ron said...

LOL that's one way to keep her from the ice cream !!! lol

Kathy said...

Kind of a harsh diet trick, but whatever works!

spunkysuzi said...

Yep it would be a long time before i'd go down there!!

Anonymous said...

Funny, from what I was hearing, you weren't scooting anything, and from the screams it must have flown right at her!! Oh, the warm WA nights with visitors from the belfry.

:) Peachy