Monday, May 23, 2011

Roomie Reunion!!

I had dinner tonight at Cheesecake Factory with all my old roommates. I've lived with some really cool girls over the years so it was a fun group to spend the evening with - we definitely made our presence known out there on the patio tonight. There was Jill (my best friend and now mom of 2), Krista (who was in student ministry when she lived with me and now is a mom of 2, with one on the way), Hannah (who was ALSO in student ministry when she lived with me and is now a mom of 2), Tracy (Jill's sister who was an actress when she lived with me and is now - you guessed it - a mom of 2), Christen (yet ANOTHER who was in student ministry when she lived with me and who is now doing the hotel-corporate thing in Denver), and Melissa (my current roommate and super sweet kindergarten teacher). We spent a lot of time catching up, updating everyone on the latest changes in paint colors in their old rooms, and reminiscing about all the fun times we have had over the years in La Casa de Catchy.

Tracy and Hannah told a story tonight that I had forgotten about and it just made me crack up all over again so I thought I would share it with y'all. In order to appreciate this one, you have to know that Tracy was an actress and is naturally very theatrical and expressive. Hannah, on the other hand, is super low-key and laid-back. Tracy and Krista had been living with me but Krista got married and moved out so Hannah moved into Krista's room. I had given Hannah a key because she told me that she wanted to go ahead and start bringing her stuff to the house the next day. That was great with me but, unfortunately, I neglected to tell Tracy that Hannah was moving in . . .

So the next day, Tracy's at home by herself and she decides to jump in the shower. Knowing Tracy, she was probably singing some opera song or practicing her accents - living with an actress is so very entertaining. Anyway, she jumps in the shower and, when she turns the shower off, she hears a noise upstairs, outside of the bathroom door. Knowing that I am at work and thinking that no one else should be in the house, she immediately determines that there's an intruder in the house. In a split second, two things happen:

First, she remembers a story that her dad had told her once about a time when he was in the shower at a hotel and heard someone break into his room. He immediately rushed out into the room, butt-naked, to confront the intruder. The guy who had broken in was so startled by the fact that this naked man was running at him that he turned and ran out of the room, closely followed by Tracy's naked dad.

Second, Tracy makes the split decision to charge naked out of the restroom and scare whoever it is who has had the nerve to break into my house.

Meanwhile, outside the bathroom, sweet Hannah is head upstairs to check out her new room so she can decide where she's going to put all her furniture. She's walking down the hallway with a pep in her step, feeling excited about her new living arrangements and her new roommates. She knows me and Tracy and is really happy to be moving in with us because she thinks we're really fun and super normal - no crazy drama in THIS house! She hears the shower turn off, hears a slight pause, and then SUDDENLY a naked Tracy is running down the hallway at her with a crazed look in her eyes, waving her arms and screaming "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Hannah quickly looks up at the ceiling, puts her hands up in a defensive position, shuffles backwards as fast as she can, and yells "It's ME! It's MEEEEEEEEEE!" So Tracy, seeing that it's just Hannah and not a scary intruder, does a quick 180 and runs the other way, yelling "Oh hi, Hannah! Sorry about that!!"

Not QUITE the kind of Welcoming Committee that Hannah had expected.

Then, as we're wiping our tears from laughing over that story, Jill tells us that the story about her and Tracy's dad did not end with that guy running out of his hotel room. What actually happened is that their dad actually ran out of the room, too, and into the hallway - he just wanted to make sure the guy was DEFINITELY out of his room. Luckily, no one saw him. UNluckily, his door closed and locked behind him and he was stuck outside in the hallway. Completely naked. Aaaaaaaaand had to go to the front desk for a key.

I bet that hotel revamped its security protocol after THAT.

As for MY protocol? No need to revamp - just ask Hannah.


Tracy said...

Absolutely no revamp necessary! Who needs security guards when you've got a crazy actress in the shower?

So fun to see you and the rest of the ladies last night! Thank you for being your fabulous self and for organizing it!

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Anonymous said...

This is an absolutely HI-larious post, especially since I know the two ladies in the story.
Mary D