To which I woke from my slumber and said, "What are you talking about? What is going on? I haven't heard a thing."And he says "The window up front was shot at, I think it may be broken?"
"Really, hmm." I am still asleep, not really sure what to think.
Jeff grabs his flashlight and heads outside. "Jeff, don't go outside and get shot at."
He ignores me and heads outside. When he comes back he says, "Don't worry all is well, it was just a paint ball."
I wasn't worried, I was already back to sleep. :)
In the morning, when I went walking this is what I saw. Whoever did this had good aim because every window along the front of our apartments was shot with a paintball.
All's well now, the apartment complex has cleaned it up and thankfully no windows were broken.
Poor Jeff almost died the night of his birthday of a heart attack.
5 comments:
That's hilarious!
Holy cow! Great to know how you'll react in an emergency situation. By the way, Roselyn was in her high chair this morning and spotted your picture out of all the pictuers on our frig and said "See Susan? See Jeff?" She loves you guys! I don't know when she started saying Susan instead of Su-su, but it was clear as day.
that is so funny :)
i bet you'll be able to laugh about that (or maybe laugh AT jeff)for a long time!
Yes, your mom was right! Is that the same as "her children will rise up and call her blessed?"
Your Mom!
That's why my parents always gave me a midnight curfew.
"Nothing good ever happens after midnight!"
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