Long time no...type?

Hey, so it's been a long time. Sorry. Let me just start out by saying...it's late and I'm tired. "Why don't you go to sleep?" you may be thinking to yourself. And....I wish that I a good reason. Okay, so some good news first. My oldest sister Tam is coming out here next month with my 3 nieces! One of whom I've not yet had the privilege to meet in person. I'm SO excited! And it even looks like I won't have to supplant myself from the basement! Other good news? Of course there is, do you even have to ask? This week two successful Relief Society activities went down. Yay!
Now for a funny story: Imagine yourself coming home at 11:38pm. The lights are out. Mom and Dad are in bed, because it's late and they have church tomorrow early. You walk through the sticky death-trap that is your front porch (has like 10 too many spiderwebs on it. Mom and Dad like to keep them for bug control...or so they say...), and are grateful as ever that you entered the house without a melee of spiders falling on you (stop and shudder here). You close the front door, and try to lock it quietly, because you know Mom and Dad are asleep upstairs, and they sleep with their door open...and Dad wakes up when a mouse sneezes (not that we have mice in our house...I'm talking about that house down the block, you know the one). :) The stupid door won't lock though, so you're trying to put your weight upon it so that the stupid lock will go in. It's also difficult because in your other hand you're holding a giant pizza box. Finally you give up, deeming that 7/8 ths of the lock should be good enough to deter any potential burglar... Whatever, you're tired. So your next task is to put the huge pizza box in the fridge. So, you walk into the living room in the dark (praying that the surround speaker was put away...otherwise it'll be a loud crash, and a PERMANENT removal from the will by dad), and turn on the kitchen light. You place your keys down on the half-wall, and walk over to the fridge, open it and shove the pizza box in. After some clever maneuvering you get the box in, close the Fridge and turn around to go downstairs. And there's someone on the couch. What! Your hear skips a beat, but don't worry, it's just dad... :) He smiles and says, "Hello." :) It was really funny, he said he didn't want to scare you, and he figured if he said anything that you'd jump and scream. You laugh and say, "I probably would have." In the back of your mind though, you're thinking, "man, at least I didn't do anything embarrassing! Okay, end of story...sorry....now that I think about it, it wasn't that funny...only it was. Must be because I'm tired.