How did it survive in the fridge?!?!? Better yet, why was it in the fridge?!?!

Sooooooooooooooooo many things have happened that make me want to crawl back in bed and just wake up in a week or something.

FIRST:
My dog is an @$$hole!  He is way too smart but he doesn't listen...well not always.  He is still young and full of energy.  Half the time this gets him angry stares from Convict because he is old and has no time for those shenanigans.  This morning...like EVERY morning I let them out right before I left.  As usual Speedy had a crack attack.

Side Note: What is a crack attack you may ask.  Well it is a term we started saying in college when my dog and my boyfriend at the time's dog would run like a bat out of hell all over our apartments.  You know where they run at top speeds with their butt low to the ground and bark/nip every time they run past you.

Moving on, so that is happening and me & convict are just watching him...waiting for him to tire out.  After five minutes of *zoom* *pant pant pant* *bark* *zoom*...rinse repeat, we had had enough.  So I yelled "DOG!  I have to go to work!" So he turned and made a beeline for me and Convict...we both backed up some expecting impact.  Instead he ran straight through our saturated garden and "hit the brakes" right before he got to us.

This caused a spray of mud and water to come flying in our direction, covering us from head to toe.

I yelled, convict growled, speedy stared dumbly at us with that stupid dog face...you know the one where they tilt the head to the side with the tongue hanging out.  Yea, that one!  Don't let him fool you.  He knew EXACTLY what he was doing...that was not an accident!!! Needless to say I had to change and was REALLY late for work.  Not to mention I found mud in my hair AFTER I got to the office.

SECOND:
I got to the office and opened the fridge to get some jelly for my toast.  Something FLEW out of the fridge at my face, *SCREAM* *drops jelly* *turns to run and slams into a cabinet door*.  It was a WASP!!! WTF?!?!?

Why...how...what...I lost it.  Not like my sanity...no, I lost the wasp.  I couldn't find it *wah*.  So I proceeded to cautiously make my toast and jelly, jumping every time I heard...well anything.  I tossed a napkin and plastic knife into the trash can and was chased by said wasp.  *scream* *running out of the kitchen like a crazy person*.

I somehow managed to jelly myself I guess because as I ran I touched my toast...yay grape jelly on my shirt...GREAT!  Also, I lost it again. Mother f**ker!!!  I never found it!!!  But I notice we have some dead ones in the lights...I think we have a nest someplace *gulp*.

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