Last night I got a call from my neighbor Girly Girl wanting to know where I was. She said her husband Chino had just cut himself with a saw and she needed to take him to the ER because the cut was pretty deep and he needed stitches.
Monkey Boy and I were out and about and couldn’t get there for another 15 minutes so I had the HH and The Girl rush up there until I could get there.
That was about 8pm.
Around 9:20 I finally sent her a text asking how everything was going…
Here’s the rest of the conversation.
(at this point it was starting to get dark outside)
(Yes… I’m a total scaredy pants)
Oh yeah… one of the neighbors spotted a bear in his yard the other day… gotta love living in the Northwest!
Not funny!
(I also don’t like to have the curtains open at night)
(Her friend Tonya is not afraid of the dark)
(Am I a nice friend or what?)
Notice she doesn’t give me an answer about the picture)
(I had to use the bathroom…)
Nice!
Anyway… they finally rolled in about 11pm… and came in laughing… Poor Chino… he has this giant gauze bandage on his index finger and he looks like a total dork… But the good news is… he still has his finger.
Let’s just hope Curious George don’t mistake it for a banana.
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