Superhero Fridge Saves Mrs Fridge from HUGE Fall!

Hello Reader!

I am relieved to tell of my, quite frankly, superhero super-fast reactions on Sunday night! Mrs Fridge went to bed a few hours earlier than me, as she is prone to do with Ice Cube growing on a daily basis. I watched TV for a while came to bed and read for a while. Mrs Fridge was in the middle of the bed (again) and I asked her to move over just a bit. She obliged and I read on in comfort. Soon I tired and with the light off quickly fell into sleep. I awoke with a start, in reaction to what a vaguely remember as a Mrs Fridge noise, and before I was fully awake I had moved across the bed with lightning speed, caught and held Mrs Fridge in my arms mid way through her fall out the bed! It’s a short fall (no bunk beds here!) but a fall is a fall!

Mrs Fridge was so shaken and surprised that she immediately went back to sleep.

On analysis, it is clear sign that Mrs Fridge hogs the middle of the bed to such an extent that when moved over a little, she took her default location as the middle of the bed and thusly fell out!

Mr Fridge is also considering buying some side rail bars for the bed or installing a gentle slide on the side of the bed which will run her down onto another lower bed, if she decides to roll over and out again. The alternative is to lay a trampoline parallel to the bed so that if she falls out then she will simply bounce back into bed and not notice a thing.

Mr Fridge Happy Again, then Anxious then Embarrassed.

Mrs Fridge read yesterday’s entry and despite my eating half her chocolate egg she made efforts to repair my broken self by serving up spicy potatoes wedges with the chicken and green beans (we do eat healthily) last night. She even demonstrated her love for me by eating half of them herself!

Lydia Montana (my lovely car – see November 2007) is in for a service today and I am actually waiting and half expecting a call from Mr Murieston’s garage for him to tell me that I have a hairdresser's car and tell me my car is in need of big repairs and needs “At least a thousand” pounds worth of work : what do you expect from a Hearts FC fan? If it feels like this for a car then when Mrs Fridge is giving birth then I may well have to give up ideas of waiting for her to text me of the sex of the baby while I am in the bar and actually be with her when Ice Cube is ready to enter this world!

Mr Fridge is actually a little embarrassed : last night at 8pm Mrs Fridge asked me if I was going to Karate class. I had got my days mixed up, probably due to her day off on Monday and the chip fiasco, and thought it was Monday! Oh well. Seeing as the class started at 8pm I was a bit late.

Post Script : Lydia fine and Mr Murieston did a great job despite being a Hearts fan.