Monday, March 30, 2009

Locked out, but with plenty to eat

Yesterday Husband and I were in charge of bringing donuts to our after-church “coffee and donuts” gathering. The purchasing of the donuts is a story of its own. [I’ll just say this: If you’d like to get a little extra attention in the grocery store, fill your cart up with 10 boxes of a dozen donuts, until your cart is full of nothing but donuts…and the spinach you needed for dinner. Then enjoy the puzzled stares.] The backseat of the car was already loaded with the donuts yesterday morning. We just had to get in the car and go to church. Husband was the first out the door, and he turned the lock on the way out. Before I pulled the door shut I asked him, “Do you have your keys?” “Yep,” he replied. I pulled the door shut, and then I heard “uh-oh.” “I don’t have the keys,” he said. I knew he was kidding because he pulls this joke at least once a week. “Haha,” I said. “Now, let’s go.” He fumbled in his pockets, and the look on his face (and the cursing that followed) showed he wasn’t kidding. Our house keys and car keys were locked inside the house. And somehow we had to get to church, especially to bring the donuts. (Because “coffee and donuts” without donuts is just “coffee.” And I couldn’t do that to our fellow church-goers.) We both tried to figure out ways to get in. Husband pushed on the door a few times to see if it would budge. Nothing. I offered to call a friend in our neighborhood that goes to our church, but Husband said to let him try a few more things. Then he walked around to our front door to see if it was open. Nope. Finally, Husband said, “Let me try this trick I’ve seen before.” He put a credit card on the side of the door and pushed, and the door opened. He grabbed his keys, and we left in the car. (I’m not even going to address why we bother locking our doors if anyone with a credit card could get in. I’d like to live under the delusion that we are safe and secure inside our locked home.) We made it to church, though a little later than we wanted, with the donuts in hand. But, on the car ride there, I turned to Husband and said, “Sweetie?” “Yeah?” he said. “Thanks for the blog material,” I said and smiled. He just smiled and laughed a little, which I think meant, “you’re welcome.”

11 comments:

Miss. Beach Bound said...

The credit card trick has saved me. I've never done it, but my brother is a pro! He did it at my apartment a lot, and those are just cheap doors. I'm not sure about house doors, you may want to look into that! We have a little box outside with a key hidden in it, and the box has a combination lock. Handy!

-BB

Allison said...

oh wow...a credit card?? that is all it takes! *making mental note to buy industrial strength padlocks and chains for the door*

thank goodness the donuts made it :)

Annie said...

Holy cow, I had no idea that a credit card would really work. Yikes!

d.a.r. said...

I never in a million years would have tried a credit card!!! Holycow, that makes me feel very unsafe haha.

Thanks so much for the encouragement on my blog about my 1/2 marathon. I really appreciate it.

Lindsey said...

haha what a great story!! I can't believe the credit card worked!

LarramieG said...

That proves how every little cloud has a silver lining. ;)

Megan said...

haha! There's a good bit of crime in Anchorage so i always lock the deadbolt and the door knob... in result, i have locked myself out 3 times since i've lived here (less than a year) and let me just say locksmiths are NOT cheap!

Good thing your husband knows his James Bond-like skills!

Solar Powered said...

I love it...don't you love blog material moments? Glad it worked out.

The Mrs. said...

I got locked out a month ago and the credit card trick didnt work. I guess I should be mildly relieved!

I'm sure all at church were relieved when you arrived with the donuts.

Kel said...

haha...its funny how we one one side of a locked door feel so safe and yet, in a pinch on the other side of a locked door, we can quickly realize how 'not so secure' we really are!

Glad you made it will all you donuts in tact (at least you were locked out with treats!)
~K

jlc said...

MacGuyver?!?!


Wow.

I LOVEEEE using my hubby for blog material. You've actually inspired my next post. :)