Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Lock Up Your Husbands

The doorbell rings at 8:30 this morning. I went to bed around 4am so it takes a second ring to get me up. I'm thinking maybe it's Fed-X delivering my new ice cream maker and maybe he needs a signature, so I bolt out of bed, throw on some clothes and out the front door I go. But there's no ice cream maker on my doorstep and no Fed-X truck in the street. Instead, it's a huge Florida Power & Light truck at the end of my driveway. As it turns out, my husband decided to call them this morning because every time our neighbor's air conditioner kicks on, the lights in our house dim.

Up the driveway walks this EXTREMELY handsome, mountain of a man, and there I stand, barefoot, bra-less, and sporting a wild woman hairdo that looks like I brushed it with an egg beater. With sleep in my eyes and sheet wrinkles on my cheek, I'm trying so hard to concentrate as big 'ole Mr. Hot Hottie tries to explain about the location of the transformer and all about electrical load dump. FINALLY the conversation ends and I slink back into the house only to realize my t-shirt was not only on inside out, but backwards!

When I tell Brian what happened, he just laughs and says, "Stand back boys, she's all mine!" 


alcatmom said...

Awww, he's a keeper! Like you didn't already know that. Funny story!! I went to Pilates class yesterday with an inside out tee shirt. LOL!

Dawn said...

There's actually an upside to inside out shirts...they show less cat hair!...LOL!