Last Sunday was kinda hectic..
Soo, as my mom went down to the garage to go to the marché in the car, she discovered that somebody had broken the window and opened the gantiere but hadn't stolen anything, even my ipod and my mom's glasses were in there, and whoever did it, didnt take them, i guess he just found pleasure in breaking windows. Well after, she had to call the police and the insurance company and it was such a draaag and a drama and we were already late for brunch in Paris.
Après, when we finally got in the car heading to the police station to report the event, we had to turn around because my mom forgot all the papers we needed, so my dad ran into the house as we stayed in the car, five minutes later we get a call: it was my dad. Apparently the alarm key didnt work and the alarm had gone off, my mom had to go up and we had to wait for the police to come and it took about an hour. Meanwhile the friend we were supposed to meet called to know where we were because we were already an hour late, my mom had to explain everything with the alarm in the background and at the same time our crazy, sick old lady neighbor came down to see what was happening and to complain about the amount of noise we were making, if that lady had stayed a minute more, i think my mom and my dad would have grabbed her by the neck and bye bye lady.
So, finally the police came, my mom explained everything and they said we could go, so we headed to Paris, with a cardboard where the glass window should have been.
We finally got there 2 hours and a half late, but at least the brunch was to-die-for.
God I have such a crazy family!
Hahahaha it was so funny :p and i thought the brunch was really worth waiting!
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