Monday, August 18, 2008

THUNDERFOOT AND THE NAKED HIPPIES: A NEIGHBOR STORY

I have no idea why my next door neighbors are quiet all day long, until I put the baby down for his nap. They couldn't pick the early morning when he wakes up, or even during dinner time. It has to be smack dab in the middle of nap. And the noise is EARTH SHATTERING. Because they have a 3 year old little boy whom I have dubbed as Thunderfoot. So annoying.

Then when it's time to settle in and relax for the evening, for some reason they think THAT is the perfect time to play their jimbay. I swear we live next to naked hippies. To the wee hours of the night we can hear drums and chanting. I wonder if they can do a rain dance?

I am sick of apartment living. I want a yard, I want a window, I want Thunderfoot and the naked hippies to go away. Anybody know a good house for rent?

2 comments:

Jenny said...

Sorry, I know I shouldn't laugh, but you just use the perfect, most descriptive words to tell your stories. Naked hippies... I love it.
Yes, we need to find you a house. I did see a new "For Rent" sign go up around the corner on a cute little house- I'll grab the number for you tomorrow.

JohnMichaelHinton said...

Yeah for Naked Hippies!! Boo for them living next to you! :(