It was 1:30 in the morning on Friday night. The dogs were barking like crazy. I thought they heard the coyotes outside and were barking because of that but we should have listened. Five to ten minutes later the door bell rang and it scared the begeezes out of me. Rick and I sprung out of bed to see what was going on. Rick saw no one outside when he looked. As he opened the door, we saw it! OH MAN!!! Seriously? SERIOUSLY? Are we the only house that these kids have to TP?
I can't figure out if our teenager, Savannah, is really popular or not liked. Either way, I'm tired of cleaning up the mess. Ironically, Savannah wasn't even home so guess who got to clean up the mess? Well it sure wasn't the man with the sling on his arm. Oh man....Teanagers, gotta love em?