So you think we're kidding...

Our weekend  turned out to be a lot more epic [and terrifying!] then we had planned on.  It all started with a nice relaxing day of ridiculously long movie marathons which included: The Roommate [not that scary...just creepy], Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 [which we might add was EXTREMLY long], and last but certainly not least, Lincoln Lawyer [absolutely amazing turns out Mathew McConaughey can play a serious role quite well, although we did miss his 'player womanizing' role just a tad].  We had all the essential favorite foods: pasta and toast for dinner, powerade, kettle corn, peaches'n cream, and cookie dough.  Don't worry we did not eat it all in one sitting, and ironicly enough its basically the only food we have left to our name.  A trip to Walmart is definirtely in order but we couldn't break the sabbath so we have been living off of cereal, a little cheese, and bagel thins for the past day and a half. Talk about dedication.. and procrastination at its finest. 

Sunday we went to church and had a great time as roommates.  That evening we had the missionaries and our friend Ryan, an investigator over to watch the movie "The Testament" at first we were all very confused but it turned out to be an amazing movie telling the story of 3 Nephi 11. If you haven't seen it you need to fix that. Pronto! 

Here comes the Epic part of the story... We had taken a nice afternoon nap that kept Becca tossing and turning trying to fall asleep Sunday night.  We had gone to bed at 11 and Kenzie was out like a light when suddenly around 12:30 a.m. Becca heard someone trying to get into our apartment [No we aren't joking.  TWICE in ONE week!! Needless to say we sure feel safe here on River Street]. Becca shook Kenzie awake and we all ran to the door to actually take the Police mans advice and look out the peep hole.  There he was.  This old man, probably in his late 50's, hunched up against our door cursing up a storm frustrated that he couldn't get it open and highly, highly intoxicated.  Lexie quickly called 911 while Becca held the lock on the door just in case by some freak reason the man in his drunken state managed to get the right code. The Police took their sweet time getting there while the 4 of us paced back and forth praying he could not get in.  Its funnier now but it was probably the scariest thing any of us have ever been through.  When they finally arrived, yes the same cops as before [we are slightly worried that if it happens again they will just think we are ridiculous and the boy who cried wolf but what were we supposed to do?!] they checked to make sure we had our lock fixed and told us that the man was staying with our neighbor next door and hadn't managed to find his way home.  They also informed us that he had used our porch as his personal bathroom. Completley disgusting! Have you no shame drunken man?  Isn't showing up drunk at the wrong apartment and peeing on someone's porch a little too college frat party or high school for you [not that we support getting drunk at any age, we don't, but to be fair in Savannah everyone and their dog tends to get a little tipsy nightly].  Like come on seriously.  There comes a point where you just need to grow up and have a little self respect.  Learn when enough is enough!  4 cops had shown up, clearly it was a slow crime night in Savannah, 2 of them wanted to toss him into jail to teach him a lesson where as the other 2 just wanted to yell at him and leave but instead they just pestered and harassed him for awhile and then we're not really sure what happened but they all disappeared.  And once again the 4 of us lost sleep and were traumatized all because someone decided to have a little too much to drink!