Saturday, June 21st

Yesterday was pretty normal until I woke up from my nap. I decided at 8pm to take a nap, yes 8pm and I woke up at 9:30. My sweetie pie woke me up with a kiss and drug me out of the room asking "can you help me with something?" All that was going through my mind was "what did she do?" Needless to say she set up a candlelight dance for us in the TV room. It was so sweet, until it was ruined by our dogs of course. While we were chit chatting and listened to music, we look through the baby gate and 3 of the 6 dogs are staring at us through the bars like they were in jail. It broke the mood. The next best thing was chocolate. We decided to go to Walmart for brownie sundae ingredients.

In process of enjoying our tastey sundaes, we hear a knock at the front door. We don't use the front door so we knew it wasn't someone we knew. The dogs didn't bark. Go figure. They bark when there isn't ANYBODY or ANYTHING around but when we need them to bark, they don't. I was the brave one and walked outside to see who the mystery person was that was knocking on the door. This woman, that looked vaguely familiar, was stumbing over to me. She started talking to me like I knew her but I didn't. After a few sentences of her story she decides to tell me who she is, my neighbor. Toni and I only talk to one of our neighbors because the other ones are strange. This was one of the strange neighbors. She was undoubtingly drunk. Her husband left to go to his moms house and took the keys to her car which was a good thing because she couldn't drive if she wanted to. She asked me to take her to the store. Being the nice trusting person that I am, I did.

She was super talkative and hilarious. On the way to the store I heard her life story. On the way home from the store, I heard her life story. When we returned home, I heard her life story. Toni didn't save me from the story telling. She talked to me for another hour. I managed to get her to stop talking for a second so I could slip in that I needed to get to bed. She went on her way but now I guess she thinks we are best buds.

I thought all of the surprises were over but she had another up her sleeve. I had changed into my PJ's and she knocked on the door AGAIN. And of course the dogs didn't bark. She came back over to give me her phone number. She was so drunk I couldn't even read what she wrote on the post it note. Toni and I laughed for a good 30 minutes after all of the hoopla.