Before I tell you about NAUGHTY NEIGHBORS, I want to introduce you to some nice neighbors I've discovered in the blogosphers.
First up is Coffee Lady at My 2nd Cup. Coffee Lady had a problem with her original blog, My Morning Cup of Coffee, so she had to start over. It's been difficult for her to get in touch with her former followers to let them know where she is. I urge you to check out Coffee Lady and consider following her.
Second, meet LittleMyoo at delusions of ingenuity. I think she might be as nutty as I am, and you know that's saying a lot. So please check out LittleMyoo and consider clicking on her Follow button.
If you follow these ladies, then please tell them Janie Junebug sent you. That way they'll know who to
Now, onto naughty neighbors. Susie at looniesuse inspired me to write this post when she wrote a post about her neighbor's rowdy grandchildren, which she then deleted because she thought it was too mean. Well, I don't want to be too mean about the naughty neighbors I had, and I didn't think Susie was mean. We had these neighbors so long ago that I think of them as an amusing memory.
It happened in a faraway land when some people built a house on the empty lot next to our house. The new people began life in our neighborhood by cutting down all the trees on their lot.
They had two children: a boy who was six, just like Favorite Young Man, and a girl, who was three. The Hurricane was born not too long after they moved into their brand spanking new house.
Girl Child had a name other than Girl Child. It was the name we had chosen if The Hurricane popped out in female form.
But after we got to know Girl Child, we chose a different potential name for The Hurricane, so that was how Baby Hurricane came not to be named Katharine.
One day, I was working in the kitchen, and I heard a noise in the garage. The garage door was open because Favorite Young Man and Boy Child were running in and out and playing together. Apparently Girl Child had followed them and only got as far as the garage, WHERE SHE GOT IN MY CAR.
I took Girl Child home that day, and mentioned to her mother that she had been in my car. Mom gave me a look as if to say, Well, big deal.
From then on, I locked my car, even though it was parked in our garage.
Girl Child continued her wandering ways.
I think my favorite story is about Boy Child.
Boy Child had quite a naughty mouth, which included frequently taking the name of the Lord in vain. We attended church every Sunday, and I hadn't yet developed my own mouth that needed to be washed out with soap. So we asked Boy Child not to say Jesus Christ when something went wrong.
Boy Child would not cease and desist, and one day his father heard Dr. X telling Boy Child not to say Jesus Christ. The father said, What's wrong with saying Jesus Christ? We sent him to a preschool at a church and they said Jesus Christ all the time.
We were absolutely amazed that an adult who had a good job with a nice paycheck didn't know the difference between a prayer and a curse. Dr. X endeavored to educate father and son with no success.
Our neighborly situation definitely could have been much worse. I know some young people whose first home was across the street from a house that had all-night parties every Monday. It was loud, and people were coming and coming throughout the night. It seems those neighbors were making pornos.
I feel very fortunate to live next to Hot Young Anthony and Sweet Young Allison. If they make pornos, they do it quietly.
Infinities of love,
when we were growing up, we had these neighbours. the 2 kids were a year younger and a year older to me. they'd call me to play and then begin kissing and touching me inappropriately. i was too young to understand anything that went on. mom sensed something not right and stopped me from playing with them. when i grew up a little and i understood why and i felt disgusted. really very disgusted. had intimacy issues but i'm okay now.ReplyDelete
That's so sad, Jaya. They were really messed up.Delete
Good grief- it is precisely people like those neighbors with the two kids who should have to pass a certification test before becoming parents.ReplyDelete
Our neighbors are the cows, the coyotes, the hawks, the armadillos, and javelinas. They haven't turned us in yet.
I've seen worse parents than those two. They weren't abusive -- just kind of clueless.Delete
My current neighbor situation has turned me into a "drive into the garage and shut the door behind me" type person. I forgot to tell you where the rowdy kids are from...Florida!ReplyDelete
Oh, no! I hope they're not from Jacksonville. I swear I didn't send them to you.Delete
Hi Janie .. great to meet new blogging friends and to know they slot into the nice neighbour slot .. your nasty neighbours .. sound pains!ReplyDelete
I'm lucky with mine .. life can be a challenge otherwise ..
I'm so fortunate in the current neighbor department.Delete
Girl child looks like quite a precocious character! I'll go check out your nice bloggy neighbors.ReplyDelete
Thank you for visiting new friends. The real Girl Child was a very cute child.Delete
It's sad that so many people who have children shouldn't and many couples desperate for a child can't conceive them.ReplyDelete
Life isn't fair. But Favorite Young Man is 33 now. One of these days, maybe I'll hear that Boy Child or Girl Child won a Nobel prize. Or maybe one of them is a serial killer.Delete
I too bad we can't pick our neighbors and their children. I have had some strange ones in my life, now the nearest ones are pretty far away. I can't even see their house.Delete
When I lived in Illinois, our house was in the country and pretty isolated. No neighbor problems there. But when I moved to Florida I had to get used to looking out the window and being able to see people. Fortunately, seeing Anthony and Allison makes me happy.Delete
I forgot ~~ I will go and check out the two ladies you mentioned.ReplyDelete
Thanks, Inger! You're a sweetheart.Delete
We've had rowdy neighborhood children acting up in our yard too. One day when they stepped over the line, I soaked them down with a garden hose.ReplyDelete
That's hilarious. Only you, Rick.Delete
HA! "People were coming and coming throughout the night..." You crack me up!ReplyDelete
Our neighbors in Maryland (back in the Dark Ages) had two children, an adorable little 3-year-old girl, and a baby boy. The little girl liked to come over to our house to visit "Miss Soodie"... in the buff. I'd open the door, and there she was, grinning at me. I wonder if she ended up being a stripper.
Down here in Georgia, we had a boy next door who'd come to our door when he was playing outside and had to go to the bathroom. He liked the pictures hanging over the toilet...
I would love to know what happened to some of the kids I've gotten to know over the years. Did the kids who couldn't read end up okay? Did the kids who were mean develop compassion? Favorite Young Man once saw a young man standing in line for a concert and realized he was a kid with whom he had a feud in elementary school. He spoke to the young man, and everything was cool between them.Delete
I was wondering why these bloggers came to visit. Thank you for that. How sweet.ReplyDelete
Girl-child is adorable. Yep neighbors can be challenging. I am lucky to have good neighbors on both sides. So far so good.
You're welcome. When Janie Junebug writes, every now and then someone reads and obeys.Delete
First I off to visit the ladies you have suggessed because I am a good little blogger......ReplyDelete
Now I would not like some kid playing in my car,I even go mad at Litte Leo when he gets into the car I tell him it's not a toy..........
Thank you for visiting the nice ladies. I still keep my car locked, even when it's in the garage.Delete
I LOVE the Hurricane's name. It fits her so much better than Katharine ;)ReplyDelete
Thank you. If her first name had been Katharine, her middle name was going to be Elise. Instead, it's Michelle.Delete
I've had more naughty neighbors living here than anywhere else I've lived. Luckily I try to pass invisibly through the hallways and make no friends or enemies. That girl child would have given me the heebie jeebies--LOL! ;)ReplyDelete
I chose a very unpleasant photo from the internet for Girl Child. She was really a very pretty little girl.Delete