Daily Archives: January 8, 2010

Heelin Hottie and Guinness at the Thomas & Mack

Well, I wanted to take a moment and share a story with you. As you all are aware, Blue Moon and I went out to Vegas for the NFR. She actually flew out before I did for work, so I was leaving on a Tuesday morning. I didn’t have to fly alone, because Blue Moons man, Heelin Hottie flew out with me. He came up Monday night and he and I hung out, had a few beers, watched the NFR and talked, talked, talked about our trip to Vegas. We were so excited we could barely stand it! Well when Blue Moon and I leave town, it is sort of an ordeal to get someone to watch our animals and take care of the place, but we had that all set up and we were all ready to head out of town. Since I was flying out SOO early on Tuesday morning, I told the farm sitter to feed for us starting Tuesday morning. I just didn’t feel like getting up and extra hour early to go down to the barn. I already had to leave the house at 4:45.

So… Heelin Hottie and I have a few beers, and I am packing and we are just having the best time getting ready for our trip. I moved my suitcase into the living room with my outfit for the plane on top of it and I was all ready to go!! I told Heelin Hottie, if he was up before me to be sure and wake me, so we wouldn’t be late!

Around 4:00 in the morning, Heelin Hottie comes in my room and I bounce out of bed, TOTALLY excited about our day. He heads toward the other bathroom and I head to my shower. Well I get out of the shower and think “crap my clothes are in the living room” So… I open my door and look out and hear the shower so Heelin Hottie is still in the bathroom, the coast is clear. Here I go down the hall in my towel with a towel also on my head and get to the doorway into the living room and I see my bag and walk toward it and happen to look over at the couch and I see my fluffy blanket and then I see FEET! UMMM WHAT! FEET! There are two feet sticking out from underneath the blanket and I seriously just sit there and stare at it while my heart jumps out of my chest and every possible event imaginable runs through my head…..

“ummmm is this a homeless person on my couch”…..”hmmmm did I give some drunk fool a key to my house one night”…. “did Heelin Hottie really get in the shower, or did he just turn it on and then fall asleep on the couch” well let me go check on that one.. so off I go down the hall, the whole time in my head thinking “what in the world is going on, is this really happening” I go to the door and say “hey, you in there” and he of course responds and says “umm yeah” So now, not only is there strange person on my couch, or atleast there was a stranger there.. I havent been back to check but now Heelin Hottie thinks I have lost my damn mind.

So… I walk back in the living room real slow and see those two feet once again and this time I am like “UMM YEAH, I am not seeing things, there is someone on my damn couch” So I get brave and walk over there, towels and all, and poke this person! Of course their head isn’t visible, JUST THEIR FEET! They start to move and our farm sitter sits straight up and looks at me like WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I am saying “what are you doing here” and we both BUST OUT LAUGHING!

Long story short, her flight back to Kentucky got in real late, so she came to the house instead of driving home. Funny thing is, she thought I flew out LATE Monday night, and that no one was home, so she came in made herself at home, and then decided to call it a night. Walked in MY room at 2:00 in the morning and about pissed herself when she realized we were home!

We got everything worked out, Heelin Hottie and I headed to the airport, it was FREEZING about 15 degrees out  and we got 4 miles from the airport (an hour and 15 minutes away) and my phone rang. It was the house sitter… she said  “do you have an extra key outside, I accidentally locked myself out….”      To be continued…