The Illusive Mandy Bird in a Nocturnal Setting

This morning I was awakened by hysterical giggling and pleas for help. The clock said 1:55 and I was confused because it sounded like my sister Amanda. So I groggily lurched out of bed and sure enough, it was Amanda. For some strange reason she was holding an electric drill close to her head and laughing. I still couldn't figure out what she needed help with. Her mouth was closed between laughing, so I figured her jaw hadn't locked open again like it has a tendency to do sometimes. Then she showed me that the electric drill had grabbed a chunk of her hair and wrapped it up tightly and she was unable to dis-entangle it. Seriously. I don't know how she managed to drive over here holding a ten pound drill to her head. She works at night and last night she was off so she had stayed up to take care of some home repairs, she had been installing blinds that night/morning and had come to a tricky part so she'd used her shoulder for leverage and it sucked up her hair. Honestly.

So I looked at it and pulled out the scissors, it was really in there good and while I appreciated that her lovely hair would look funny with an inch and a half tuft sticking up on her head, I was kind of sleepy and I wanted to go to bed. Fortunately I thought of waking up Ryan before I performed the separation procedure. He was just as confused about it as I was and there was much laughing and teasing all around, but he quickly got down to business. I recently told my nephew Phillip that Uncle Ryan can fix anything, including clouds, so he has a lot of expectations to live up to.
He quickly took the drill apart and that helped relieve lots of the weight pressure. The patient was uncomfortable but in good spirits, the Doctor was confident of a good outcome, and the nurse (me) kept pointing out the scissors. We talked about checking the Dewalt website, or the FAQ board, or Ask Jeeves, but we weren't quite sure how to phrase the problem. . . Eventually Ryan just sort of gently pulled the thing loose. He did a great job and her hair turned out looking fantastic.

We rejoiced, we watched this, Ryan put the drill back together, I gave her a few scrunchies and sent her home.

I'm going to have to sleep with one eye open or she's going to make a habit of coming over and I'll wake up to find my face drawn on and my fingernails painted, my hand will be placed gently in a warm bowl of water. . . Please Amanda, use your powers wisely and remember, you sleep during the day and I have a key to your house. Love you!

Also, see below for a funny JibJab I made of the kids. They are cute.