Our team mates, the Smiths, have been staying with us as they search for an apartment. We have had a great time with them even amidst their stress of finding a place to call home. Today they let an apartment in Raheny, just a couple of miles south of Badoyle. For me that means less quality time with Ashlyn. For them it means no longer living out of suitcases and being able to let their hair down in the privacy of their own home.
So, in the wee hours of the morning I heard the continuous 'ping, ping, ping' of water hitting metal. Our bathroom's own version of water torture. Very quietly I got out of Baileys bed, took the shower head down from its hook and placed it in the tub. I turned around and saw Shay coming down the hall. I wanted to make sure he knew I was there but not wake up anyone else so I whispered, "Shay." Well, he jumped out of his skin and said, "You scared the crud out of me!" Then he ran back to bed. I didn't know that his sisters used to do things to scare him and that wasn't my intention but I felt bad anyway. Then I giggled and continued to do so after I went back to bed. One for the memoirs.
