Locked Out of House and Home

Before I touch on the main subject of this entry, let me just say that I have lost 35 pounds since May 7, 2008. My efforts at the gym are paying off. I do believe I'll continue on the path of health and fitness. My workout today consisted of some chest presses, triceps exercises, abdominal exercises, obliques, and just over 40 minutes on the treadmill. Sweat was flowing, and that, my friends, is a good thing.

When I got home from the rec center, my lovely wife presented our family of six with a splendid meal which included chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, and pumpkin (cooked like squash - man, was it good). Oh, the meal was ever so delicious. Bless her 44 year old heart. Gosh, I do love her.

After dinner, we went to the local library for a puppet-show. The kids seemed to enjoy it. Jeanine, too.  As for myself, I was too busy fiddling with Jeanine's Canon S2 IS to follow along. I remember there were dinosaurs, a cow, a giraffe, and a time machine. Make of that what you will.

Upon our arrival home, Jeanine and I realized neither of us had our house key. We do keep a spare hidden in a secret location, and Freeman rushed to retrieve said spare. Here's the sad thing. He dropped it. In the snow. It was dark, and we couldn't find it. We looked and looked and searched and dug and felt and fretted. To no avail. But wait, a ray of hope came shining through the darkness. Jeanine recalled giving a spare key to her mom years ago, so we drove to her parents house. Parenthetically, while there, I helped Jeanine's dad with an email problem he was experiencing. Jeanine's mom gave us two keys, not certain which one was for our house. It looked to me like neither one would work. Sure enough, when Jeanine tried them in the lock at home they failed to yield positive results. It turns out that the key Jeanine had given her mom so many years ago was for our old lock. I had since changed the locks, so it appeared we were out of luck. Yet fortune was smiling upon us. Jeanine mentioned we should check the bathroom window. We would have been dead in the snowy cold had the bathroom window been locked. So checking it was definitely worth a try. I pulled the ladder from the shed. Jeanine climbed it and removed the window screen. And, praise the good Lord, it happened to be unlocked at this most dire time. So up the ladder went Benjamin. And fortunately, he was able to get his way through the window and thus into the house. Hurray! Just one more instance of a tragedy ending as a comedy.

Life's an adventure!