Sunday, February 21, 2010

Sisters (continued)

Rebekah (Bekah) is 25 turning 26 in April. She's married to a man (Scott) she meet at Moody Bible Institute and they have 1 son (Micah). We're all hoping that they will soon have another one. Micah's a little cutie although we don't get to see him much because they live in Michigan. They used to live in Chicago and I went out to visit them a couple of times. I think it's a lot more fun telling people that your sister lives in Chicago then it is telling them that your sister lives in Michigan. Don't tell Bekah I told you that! Oh wait! She reads my blog! Sorry Bekah but it's true. I think you live in a hick town.

Bekah has this phrase that she likes to say to me every once in a while I don't remember how it starts but this is how it ends "beautiful swan with your mouth gaping open" don't ask me how it got started because I don't remember.



I once went house sitting with her (before she was married and living in hick town [that was just for you bekah(:] ) and it was quite an adventure! First we had to drive up this long creepy driveway to get to the house. It was really dark so the wasn't helping with the creepiness. Inside the house was pretty cool but it was also scary. I don't really remember how old I was but I was starting to rethink that whole helping my sister with house sitting thing. There were a couple of different animals that lived there, let's see if I can remember correctly. There was a dog, a couple of cute little kittens, and an EVIL rat. I'm pretty sure there weren't any more animals but I don't really remember much. I think the dog scared me a bit, he (or she?) was an old dog (I think) who liked to urinate on things. The rat was EVIL!!! If you tried to pet it, it would bit you. If you tried to feed it, it would bit you. If you tried to do anything it would try and bit you! It would stare at you with its evil, beady little eyes. We tried to avoid it as much as we could.

In the garage there were some really cute little kittens. Bekah had to go down (the garage was downstairs) and feed them so I followed. Now I don't quite remember if Bekah told me to stay at the door or what, I think she might have told me to make sure that the kittens didn't get into the house, so I just thought I'd walk into the garage and close the door, problem solved! Or so I thought. While I was in the process of closing the door Bekah started to say "don't close the..." to late. The door was locked. There we were locked in the garage, in a creepy house, in a creepy neighborhood. We tried to find anything that would help us to unlock the door. Yes, we tried to pick the lock. Unfortunately neither Bekah or I know how to pick a lock because we were not children who liked to unlock doors that were locked for a reason, we also weren't thieves of any kind so of course we don't know how to pick a lock. We tried for a little while but we were not having any luck with opening the door. We decided that we would open the garage door that was for the car and see if maybe Bekah had left the front door unlock.

Story continued in next post. :)

7 comments:

  1. The suspense is killing me. So is your background. Seriously Dido: <a href="http://www.shabbyblogs.com/backgrounds.html</a>

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  2. Pick a cute blog. I double dog dare ya.

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  3. I tried to pick a blog but I don't know how I'm supposed to put it on my page thing.

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  4. I like telling people I lived in California and Chicago. Makes me feel like a somebody. :-) You've told me plenty of times you thought I was cooler when I lived in Chicago, so I'm not surprised of offended...swan lady.

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