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Like an animal in the zoo

Saturday night we had plans for a nice family dinner in one of my favorite restaurants (Citrus City Grille in Orange…the flaming saganki is divine) with my mom and dad to celebrate their 41st wedding anniversary and my husband’s 41st birthday as the two momentous events are only four days apart. It’s odd to me that my folks marriage seems like such a long time but that my husband doesn’t seem that old. How can 41 years be a long time and practically no time at the same time?

Anyway, Wonderdog had been taken to the vet for vaccines and a haircut and we were running out of time so to maximize the little time we had before our dinner reservations, I left Hunky Hubby and Fussypants at home so hubby could shower while I went to get the dog.

When Wonderdog and I got back home, I realized I’d been locked out. I don’t know why I didn’t have my house keys but I didn’t. It’s approaching 6:15pm which means the sun is over our backyard and it’s close to 1000 degrees on our patio, I’m in a party dress covered in leftover golden retriever fur (we had him shaved like a lion, so funny, I’ll posts pictures soon) from lifting the 100lb beast in the back of the mommy buggy, and the whole back wall of our house is French doors, so lots of double-paned glass. I knock and Fussypants, who must have been watching TV close by, cautiously pokes his head around the dining room table, gets a huge smile on his face when he sees me and does a little toddler happy dance.

So I say, loudly because of the double-paned doors, “Tell daddy that mommy is locked out, go get daddy”. He squeals in delight and runs off. I wait, he comes back and just stares at me and Wonderdog. So I ask him if he told daddy I was outside and he nods yes, and continues to stare and smile. I felt like an animal in the zoo, he was clearly enjoying himself.

After 15 minutes and no husband, I went to the front of the house, traipsed across the front lawn (in heels), shoved the back gate that is never opened open so I can access the side yard that is never used and hear water running so I bang on the bathroom window. Hunky hubby opens it, soaking wet, with an annoyed “What!”

I explained I’m locked out, he goes and lets me in (leaving wet footprints through the house) and when I told him what happened and asked if Fussypants had come to tell him, he laughed and said, “Yeah, he came back here but all he said was, There is a big dog” so I had no idea what he was talking about”.




  1. too funny, well to read, I am sure not for you! I get locked out all of the time too and Matt will be in the shower..totally oblivious that i have been banging on the door for 15 minutes! We lock all the doors too, all of the time.

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