My Life is Hopeless and Hilarious Fiction- except its non- fiction
Ok, so I will try to depict this for you as clearly as possible.
My dad and I were at the loop with some friends from church. When we left I said I would race him, like we always do, and he always wins. So today God decided to be nice to me and let the lights play in favor and I won. When I got out of my car I saw my dad coming down the road so I decided I should run in my house so I could officially beat him. So here I am, running, with a purse a grocery sack and my 50 lbs. backpack through my pitch dark yard. And WAMO, I trip and fall. So I was like man I fell that really stinks. Then I realize that there is this rustling behind me. At first I thought it was a raccoon coming to attack me, actually it was a sprinkler head that I had not only tripped over but completely ripped off and so now there is a 3 ft. high giser in my front yard!!! My dad gets home and is not happy about this. Obviously, I didnt think it was good, but you have to admit there is some hilarity in it, especially in the fact that it is happening at 10 at night. So dad rumbles about it for a little while, and plans a way to fix it. As I am sitting in the living room with my mom crying dad comes out in his swim trunks and water shoes, two wrenches and a flash light. We couldn't hold it in any longer, all of us started laughing, making the situation worse. So my dad says "Natalie, come with me", to which my brother responds "yeah, better go get your bathing suit on". So we are all (mom joe and i) now laughing histerically and my grandma comes in and says "you should all be ashamed of yourselves"- which makes it even funnier. So, we did get the water off, except now we have no water to the house, so I am brushing my teeth with bottled water and going to the gym to "work out" in the morning (and by work out I mean take a shower). My goodness, the punches just keep on rolling!!!!!!! gnight y'all
My dad and I were at the loop with some friends from church. When we left I said I would race him, like we always do, and he always wins. So today God decided to be nice to me and let the lights play in favor and I won. When I got out of my car I saw my dad coming down the road so I decided I should run in my house so I could officially beat him. So here I am, running, with a purse a grocery sack and my 50 lbs. backpack through my pitch dark yard. And WAMO, I trip and fall. So I was like man I fell that really stinks. Then I realize that there is this rustling behind me. At first I thought it was a raccoon coming to attack me, actually it was a sprinkler head that I had not only tripped over but completely ripped off and so now there is a 3 ft. high giser in my front yard!!! My dad gets home and is not happy about this. Obviously, I didnt think it was good, but you have to admit there is some hilarity in it, especially in the fact that it is happening at 10 at night. So dad rumbles about it for a little while, and plans a way to fix it. As I am sitting in the living room with my mom crying dad comes out in his swim trunks and water shoes, two wrenches and a flash light. We couldn't hold it in any longer, all of us started laughing, making the situation worse. So my dad says "Natalie, come with me", to which my brother responds "yeah, better go get your bathing suit on". So we are all (mom joe and i) now laughing histerically and my grandma comes in and says "you should all be ashamed of yourselves"- which makes it even funnier. So, we did get the water off, except now we have no water to the house, so I am brushing my teeth with bottled water and going to the gym to "work out" in the morning (and by work out I mean take a shower). My goodness, the punches just keep on rolling!!!!!!! gnight y'all