So, Friday evening I go to my twin son's freshman football game. Their older brother (a senior on the varsity team) was supposed to be going to dinner with his teammates. Anyway, I leave the freshman game after the "A" game is over, and before the "B" teams played, so I can head home and get ready to go out to Floore's Country Store for the evening.
I turned into my neighborhood, and down my street, and think to myself, "hmmm, that's interesting. I wonder what my 17 yr old son's girlfriend's car is doing in front of the house."
I quietly pull into the driveway, get out of the car, and shut the door quietly. I then open the front door (quietly), and listen. No sounds. Okay, so far so good. I call out his name. No answer. I'm starting to feel relief, and thinking that maybe they rode to the team dinner with one of his friends. I go up the stairs, and see no one in the game room, or his room. I'm starting to breathe a little easier, and really think at this point that I'm AM the only one at home.
At this point, I head toward my bedroom so I can rinse off and change clothes. And, that's when it happens.
I see light coming from my bathroom, and then hear the shower turn on. Just as I approach the door of MY BATHROOM (I'm REALLY picky about my private spaces) I see my 17 yr old and his girlfriend just about ready to step into the shower.
I should have stayed for the "B" game.
I turned into my neighborhood, and down my street, and think to myself, "hmmm, that's interesting. I wonder what my 17 yr old son's girlfriend's car is doing in front of the house."
I quietly pull into the driveway, get out of the car, and shut the door quietly. I then open the front door (quietly), and listen. No sounds. Okay, so far so good. I call out his name. No answer. I'm starting to feel relief, and thinking that maybe they rode to the team dinner with one of his friends. I go up the stairs, and see no one in the game room, or his room. I'm starting to breathe a little easier, and really think at this point that I'm AM the only one at home.
At this point, I head toward my bedroom so I can rinse off and change clothes. And, that's when it happens.
I see light coming from my bathroom, and then hear the shower turn on. Just as I approach the door of MY BATHROOM (I'm REALLY picky about my private spaces) I see my 17 yr old and his girlfriend just about ready to step into the shower.
I should have stayed for the "B" game.