“Trick or Treat?” Maxfield said as the lady opened the door.
“Well don’t you look cute.” The lady said as she handed him some candy.
The lady was in her mid to late-something's.
“Hi.” I said. “I’m Bill. I just moved in four houses down. This is Max.”
“Oh, new neighbors, how nice.” She stepped out onto the porch and I shook her hand.
“Yes we live in the house with the blue shutters.”
“Okay. Next to the Jones’?”
“Yes.”
“Welcome to the neighborhood.” She rested the candy bowl against her hip and appeared to settle-in for a conversation. “I was wondering who moved in. You should really like it here. It is a great location. Where are you from?”
Just then the woman’s dogs came to door and I could see them through the glass door. I recognized the dogs from numerous walks through the neighborhood.
“I grew up in this area, but we moved out of town and now we moved back.”
“Oh where did you live before?” She asked as one of the dogs started barking. “Casey, quiet down.” She scolded the dog.
“I recognize your dogs. I met them last week while your husband was out walking them.”
She was silent for a moment.
“Uh….That was my Father.” She said quietly.
“Oh.”
“Goodnight.” She said.
Friday, November 02, 2007
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But . . . did she at least give Max some candy?!?
"Mid to late-something" I truly hate that women age and men just get better looking.
ah, the friendships are starting on a good note........
Nice. WTG, dude.
Open mouth...Insert foot. Yikes!
I'm so sorry. Yikes.
Hard to walk with that foot in your mouth, huh? ;-)
Oh, geez. If you get another chance, you say, "Of course you're too young to be married to him! I thought you were a trophy wife." That's all I got. God help you.
People are so touchy!
Ouch. I guess that's the last time Lauren lets you out.
Sometimes I find it painful to read your blog. I physically hurt for you w/ those closing comments. Ouch.
bill.
I'm sure you and my husband attended the same charm school. We call it Fatlip's School of Charm.
But...how were you to know?
p.s. when will momo9 start commenting here again, now that y'all've moved out?! she was the (second) best thing about your blog! ;)
As a woman in the mid-something age, I usually get away with saying "oh, I recognize the dogs from their walks with the Mister" (depending on how much my memory might be grasping, I can say 'the lady' or 'the missus' for certain situations)
The listener can put any relationship she wants on that title.
We have a couple in our church where the wife got married when she was 24 and the husband is only ONE YEAR younger than her father. They've learned to take it all in stride, but their now-teenage daughters are embarrassed.
It is so easy to get the eyeroll from teenagers, tho.
It seems you've been on the receiving end of an eyeroll quite often since you moved into the new place.
I do love your stories, so keep 'em comin'.
MrsDoF
I say stuff like that all the time. Our neighbors run and hide when they see me coming.
Hey, at least you didn't ask when her baby was due...
How were you to know??? At least you didn't ask her when the baby was due, did you?
I am afraid that you are suffering from foot in mouth disease. This is can only be treated with a block party for your neighbors, better budget it for it. Sorry
Too bad you hadn't said you were from Appalachia.
that's better than having your husband called your father....
I was a substitute teacher this week at a school where my daughter teaches. The kids (Junior High) asked if I was Ms. Ling's husband.
I said yes.
Did you ask her if she was pregnant, too?
And a transvestite?
Lol!
Haha! Way to buddy up to the neighbors!
Oy. Got your foot all up in it, Bossy sees.
I've got nothing. You're on your own...
I'm surprised she didn't have the dog attack
yeah, way to make friends Bill.
I love the stuff you post.
ouch....very funny...why can't we just walk through life with our mouths closed...
Bradley
The Egel Nest
Man. Old people can be so touchy.
Ouch!!
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