***still taking care of my sick baby, so the hilarious post I had hoped for isn’t up to par, but still….I didn’t want to leave you hanging about my sisters luck….***
I have a sister who things happen to. Always. The things just always happen to her. And I have to say, I kinda love it. Because all of those things make me laugh over and over years and years later.
{note she’s wearing a statement ring….the girls got good fashion taste!}
Like the time she was running through a two story mall, on the ground floor, when her shoe flew off sending her to catapult forward and fall flat on her face. As she lay there, she put up her hands to shoo the crowd and called out, “It’s alright, I’m okay…I’m okay.” Yet when she looked up, nobody had stopped long enough to see if she actually was okay. Not to mention people were walking by kicking her shoe this way and that.
Did I mention it was a HUGE mall on a busy Saturday?
Or the time she was running down the hill to greet her friends at a bonfire, yelling, “I’m here, I’m here!”….and then proceeded to slide down the hill on her bootie.
I’m laughing even as I type this. The vision of it all…OMG, makes me LOL!
But the following story is seriously the craziest so far….and what’s crazy is that of course it would happen to her.
I’m telling you….things just happen. To her.
So, Heather and her best friend have a staging business where they go into homes for sale, and redecorate them so that they are able to sell better and hopefully more quickly.
On this particular job in this story, they landed a model home where they got to work with a blank slate. So, needless to say, they were very excited.
As they were finishing up the job, it was about midnight. And when they got to the car and started to hook up the trailer, they realized that the lights weren’t working on it and they couldn’t drive on the road without lights.
So after banging and kicking and laughing and I’m sure some cussing, they decided to head to the grocery store to buy some locks so they could just leave it and get it in the morning.
Only when they got to the store, the only thing available were the combo locks we used in High School. But, I guess in the middle of the night, it seemed like a good idea. So they bought two.
Once they locked up the front and the back, they each headed to their own cars and started to head home.
It was around 2am.
As my sister was driving down the road, with her best friend behind her….suddenly a million (or so) cop cars came out of nowhere and surrounded the two of them.
Immediately they began yelling at them to stay in their cars….and then informed them they had received reports that they were breaking into one of the condo’s. My sister tried to explain that they were Home Stagers and that they were moving stuff INTO the condo and not out of it.
To which the cop huffed back, “Ha! More like Home Stealers, not Home Stagers!”
{good one guy, good one!}
He asked for paperwork or proof, to which my sister had nothing but a realtors card, and as she was still trying to explain herself, the cop started shining his flashlight into the back of her car….seeing the fake staging plasmas, he raised his eyebrows at her.
Finally after more going back and forth between her and her friend, they decided to let them go….
What really makes it crazy….the next day when they came back to get their trailer?
It was gone.
{Combo locks are apparently only good for lockers…whoodathunk?}
And then 3-4 months later, the condo they staged was robbed and all their furniture was cleaned out.
I know, crrrrazy!
In fact, now that I think of it, I should start a monthly post called Heather’s Stories.
Anyway….not my best story telling, but you get the idea. And hopefully it’s better than pictures of a sick baby.
I’ll be back in all my glory tomorrow for Fashion Friday!
© 2009 “Le Musings of Moi”
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Crazy!!! Those police must have been so bored! I mean, you’d think it would be easy enough to look in the condo and see all the furniture there, haha.
Oh my word. That sounds like a bit out of a movie! I need to hear more of these Heather stories, haha. 🙂
OMGGGG dyiiiing over here! SO funny! I am SO your sister it is not even funny! My sister is always laughing at me because no matter what, it will happen to me, not her. Whether it’s finding a hair in my food at a restaurant or tripping over something we both walk over, it will happen to me, never her! Ahhh, loved your post! XOXO
LOL!!! That’s hilarious! As my friend would say… at least she’s pretty!
Poor thing…
Oh My Gahhhhhh… AHAHAHA!
Bless her heart!
oh my gosh. i hope your sister finds much humor in her bad luck. it’s great blog entertainment though! thanks sis 🙂
Those are great stories. Does she know you’re posting them? Especially crazy about the cops. I would have totally peed my pants if I was her…Hope Chloe’s doing better!
that is crazy. I too LOL’ed at her sliding down the hill on her booty.
And you totally should tell more of Heather’s stories. They are awesome.
She is was probably so scared she was going to get arrested!
oh your sister heather and i have a few things in common! i seem to always be falling or making a fool out of myself.
for example we were at a local bar in slc for our friends birthday, not a lot of people were there yet because it is also a restaurant and we went to eat. i went up to the bar to get a coke [because i don’t drink] and while asking a question to the bar tender i knocked a glass over. EVERYONE saw me and laughed. oh i felt ridiculous especially since i was the only one who wasn’t drinking!! haha
Oh no!!! That had to have been the worst feeling! Did they have to replace everything?? Poor sissy!
I hope your sick bambino is doing better. And your poor sister. But at least she’s good for entertainment. ah ha
Lacey is right- movie material right here! All of the stories are movie material. Hahaha- gotta love a sister who provides blog material!
OMG, that first story made me choke on my wine!
Hope your baby gets better sooooon!
How funny!
And how fun it must be to have a sister:)
My 16 yo sounds like a Heather. She is always doing funny stuff like that (the falling stuff…not the cop stuff:)
Great post even if you dont think you were at your best. I like the idea of “heather’s stories” Great idea in fact. lol
Have a gret day!
That is crazy! Poor girl!
Wow at the amazing genes in your family!
Funny stories! My hubby says it doesn’t matter what happens to him as long as its a funny story. Hope Heather feels the same way! 🙂