Just another Saturday night...

 
 

Friends, fireworks, and...feces? Unfortunately, what was a classic summer Saturday turned into a bizarre Sunday morning. I started the day as I love to on Saturdays with a great morning yoga class at the gym. Then Erich and I went to a cookout at a co-worker's house to celebrate his daughter's first birthday. It was a great time - I really enjoyed hanging out with my buddies from work and I was glad for Erich to get to know them. Then we cooled off at the pool for a little bit, cooked a really yummy tuna dinner, and headed over to hang out at a neighborhood party. On our walk home we stopped by another neighbor's party and got to know them a little more. I really like living here and love getting to know the people around us. Our friends Cat and Ryan then came over for a visit, and Ryan brought fireworks! That was so fun (don't try this at home). All in all it was an action-packed summer Saturday...great times. But then, at about 4:30 in the morning, Erich woke up to the sound of our dog Vox barking. He took him out back and didn't see anything unusual, so he came back inside and decided to look out the front windows to make sure everything was ok. As he walked to the front of the house, he heard someone trying to open the front door! In a spontaneous act of stupidity (self-admitted), Erich flung the door open! He yelled at the guy to go away, but the guy was convinced that he was supposed to be staying at our house. I was up at that point and called 911. The police got there really quickly, and moved the guy out into the street so they could figure out where he belonged. It was then that we saw that he had POOPED on our front steps!!! WHAT?!?!?!?!?! SO disgusting. It turns out he was staying at a neighbor's house. After everyone left Erich had to clean up the mess. EW. Seriously.