How To Wake Up the Neighborhood

Yep.  Sunday morning calm...it was not.  Josh snuck away to do an autocross/solo event this morning with his new Subaru WRX.  I dropped Nate off at Sunday school for two hours.  Once we returned home, LJ and I decided to head out for a stroll in the neighborhood at 9 o'clock. I had Annie the wonder-dog's leash in one hand, a big ole mug of coffee in the other hand, and LJ was at the controls of his power wheelchair.  Only problem was that a neighborhood beagle had escaped its home unbeknownst to that neighbor Cathy, and was walking up toward us in the middle of our street.  Neighbor Sean's two dogs were in their backyard and my lovely Annie started a barking contest with these other three canine creatures.  So LJ starts screaming and stopped driving his car in protest ( I do not like to call it his wheelchair.  His "car" sounds so much cooler. ).  I realize I forgot to put his glasses on to further complicate matters.  So LJ runs his car smack into the curb at a standstill, Annie is trying to lunge at stray beagle and is still barking, poor neighbor Sean comes out the front door of his house in lounge pants and bed hair, asking if we're okay.  I somehow figure out how to take the controls of LJ's car, while he cannot be consoled, he's upset because Annie and dogs are still barking, and my coffee is splashing everywhere.  Everybody's fine.  Geez.  Just wanted to go for a morning walk.