The Chatty Cathy's

Yesterday was a really long day. We were at T-ball's opening ceremonies that started at the bright hour of 7:30, and as much as I had been 'catching some rays' the day before, that day had the promise of being seriously cold. And it was. Andon's game was at 10am so in the interim of the parade of flags and game time, we got some breakfast. Then onto the game, a birthday party, and the endless shopping for track shoes. Gosh Teaghan is picky! And seriously, I won't pay $50 bucks for shoes that she's going to wear through these next couple of months. I don't even pay $50 for shoes for myself! (I always hit the sales.) Needless to say, we didn't get back until late afternoon. I was exhausted from my previous insane week, and so were the kids, so everybody went to bed early last night. I tell you this so that you can fully appreciate what's coming.

At about midnight, I wake up to a dog barking, and as I continue to listen, I hear people talking. I thought, "oh great, there's a responsible pet owner who is shutting their dog up." HA....NO. And NO. They just keep talking. And what's worse, you can hear every word. It's like listening to cranky cowboys who've been on their horse a TAD bit too long.
I walk outside because I realize the other part of the bed is empty. I walk out back and I see him silhouetted against the light from the neighbor's yard. He's just standing there. We talk about why he's outside, when he's coming in, that sort of stupid midnight conversation. I then say, "really, if you're not going to say anything just come in and go to bed. It's pointless to just aim invisible daggers through the fence." (shake of the head)

So he finally says something, really nicely about it being midnight and some people are trying to sleep. THEY COMPLETELY IGNORE HIM. They are talking so loud that I think they just didn't hear him. So he says it again. And a third time. A THIRD TIME!!! Finally, they say ok, and then start talking again. Suddenly we hear a guy yell, and I mean YELL, SHUT YOUR MOUTHS! But in Spanish. They sort of heard that cause they dropped it a bit. So we commiserated with the neighbor for a few seconds about the idiocy of some 'other' neighbors, told each other to have a good night, and went inside. Luckily they stopped talking 5 minutes after that cause I don't know what Doug would've done. The neighbor who was annoyed just as much as we were suggested to call the cops, but really... one must live peacefully with one's neighbors.

I miss the people who used to live in that house. It was much quieter then.