Nothing is ever simple

On Monday I asked the The blonde bombshell (aka my mom) if I could come over and borrow her steam cleaner. She said sure, stop over and pick it up anytime. Which is exactly what I did yesterday. After I opened the door, well that's when all hell broke loose and I set of the security alarm! It was the LOUDEST alarm I have ever heard and the stupid thing is yelling INTRUDER, INTRUDER!! Now, don't get me wrong, I am all for my parent's safety out there in the middle of Amish country. I mean you just never know when a young pack of Amish youth will try to break in and steal your TV! I just wish they would have taken the time to tell me the code and to show me how to disarm the stupid thing. So I proceeded to run over to the stupid alarm and whack it around a few times yelling SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!! This method has always worked with students in my class but apparently it does not work with alarm systems! I then ran back out to my car to grab my phone and call my Mom who of course was not in her office. I called her cell...nope not there! I called my step-father...nope not in his office either. I called my sister, who lives there when not at college and gets to know the codes....nope not there! I stood there on the back porch for 10min listening to the alarm. That's about the time I heard the police sirens. Dear god I hope that wasn't for me! Yup, it sure was! Thank god they didn't shot me! I guess police don't shot cute girls in dresses, wearing heels with dogs under their arms and crying. My lucky day! My sister finally called back and gave me the alarm code and was nice enough to tell me the police were on their way! Hey thanks, but I think I know that! It was lots of fun as crying girl tries to tell police officers who she is, why her parents haven't given her the alarm codes and that she's only there to borrow the steam cleaner. My sister and my step father showed up. My step-father took over the police interrogation for me. My sister found the steam cleaner, we put it in my car and I left. Yes, I fled the scene of the crime! I know some day I will laugh about this at some family reunion but right now, it's still not very funny.