BUSTED

WELCOME 2010, only one day into the year and here is the rest of the story........

Awakened out of a dead sleep last night at 2:00 AM at Adam's apartment here in Littleton, CO. I truly thought I was having a heart attach. Almost called 911 but then that is why I felt like I had a heart attach in the first place. Someone else called 911 and reported that there was a felon run away minor from Omaha NB being harboured at this apartment number, complex and they were serious. I was sound asleep, with my sleep face on, my night goggles properly in place (those things that block out the light so you can sleep that slip over you head do dads.) I hear someone talking I sat up in bed removed my night goggles to see a huge dark silhouette standing at the foot of our bed. First of all I had no logical idea where in the world I was. Forgetting I was at Adams' home, I tried to process the big dark figure standing at the foot of our bed and then the light that was shone directly in to my eyes blinding me, sending shock waves to my brain when I blurted the words "What the Heck"(that is so Utard).

Doesn't that all sound like a clip from a "COPS" episode.

I felt this surge of adrenaline pulsate all the way up my spine to my brain like the slingshot ride at Lagoon. Then I felt my heart pounding in my throat, jumping out of my chest screaming at the top of my lungs but no sound coming out. The throbbing in my neck was pulsating clear up through my chin then up my face. My arm felt like I was holding a 50 pound weight in the crook of my arm indefinitely. Does all that sound like a heart attach to you. Well I didn't go to the hospital. I am alive this morning after taking 2 aspirins 2 hawthorn berries and 2 single shots of whiskey (ok I lied about the whiskey; Adam wouldn't dare let me get my drink on with all the red flags I was presenting...but I really wanted too) and Gary rubbing my back to calm me down. I contemplated calling 911 for an ambulance but was afraid they would send back those two imposing keystones cops that had just come to this apartment and caused all this unrest. So we sat up and all talked about it for another hour.

Still have no idea what, who, where, and why, the whole shebang happened to us. Wrong apartment number, wrong complex, prank phone call? I am alive but worst for the wear this morning. If this is an indication of what 2010 is going to have in store for us....I am seriously reconsidering an off the grid life style. Residual pains linger on the left side this morning and I am still shaking my head repeating to my self "what pray tell happened here last night."

I am cautioned to the thoughts of a great new year now. When I lock my doors at night I now know this does not protect me from the crazies of this world. But I do hope crazy doesn't make an entrance more than this single occurrence of the new year. At the very least I will hope for a year with good health. No preposterous declarations coming from me. No outrageous resolutions either. I just want this year to be better than the last one. It will hardly take much to improve upon the last for it to be a wonderfully grand year.