I was going to tell you about our free visit to the Kingman Museum on Saturday, but then my neighbor pulled a gun out on me on Sunday afternoon and I was all "THIS will make a MUCH better blog post!".
And just so you don't hyperventilate with worry, no, I'm not dead. Thank God, right?
Anyway.
First...remember that day that I got a basically brand spankin' new digital camera in the mail after mine died from some strange, tropical camera disease? Well, Jen (she blogs at Just Hide the Dishes in the Dryer. Go tell her she's awesome.) has done it again, this time hand delivering three BOXES of clothes and shoes and goodies for my two littles. I'm talking winter coats and boots and a Leap Pad with games. Plus a ton of other stuff. It was so sweet of her and super fun to meet her in person.
So there we are, chattin' away in the den and I hear the tail end of my cell phone ring, which was in a drawer in the kitchen underneath the laptop that was blaring Regina Spektor so of course I didn't catch it in time to answer it. Plus, if you've ever tried to call me, the chances of me answer my phone are, like, 1 in 7,000 or something.
And then I look out the window and see my neighbor's truck parked in front of our house. Not just any neighbor, though. My SHERIFF'S DEPUTY neighbor. And then Tommy, standing behind our barn. And then I'm all "Whoah...this is kind of weird". So I open the front door....
And there is my neighbor in her full deputy uniform, tazer strapped to her leg, kevlar vest on, BRANDISHING HER WEAPON with a look of totally terrifying terror on her face and I think I almost peed my pants.
I would make the worst bad guy in the world, I tell ya what.
"Is everyone okay? Are you okay? What's going on?!?!".
To which I respond "Um, yes? I mean, yes. What's going on? I don't know. What is going on?"
Apparently this is what happened.
She noticed a strange vehicle in our driveway and because there is a dude on parole that might be in the area and our house used to be owned by a member of this guy's family (small town America. That's what happens.) she gets concerned and runs Jen's plates. When she sees that she's not local she gets a little nervous and pulls over. Which is right when Tommy got home from the grocery store. He sees the worried look on her face and as a former police officer gets a worried look on HIS face.
And guess what? I had forgotten to tell him that Jen was coming over.
So Rochelle (our neighbor) asks him if he knows whose car is in our driveway and when he says no, they both think that the other one knows something and assumes that it's totally evil and obviously some bad guy has broken into our house and is stealing our super valuable....um...ratty sofa? Dinner table off of Craigslist? Hamper full of dirty laundry? Whatever he was stealing, it was bad and she was NOT. HAVING. IT. Not having it, I tell you! No sirree.
Which is how my neighbor, the sheriff's deputy, pulled a gun on me at my own house. Because another mom was bringing me baby clothes.
And then I made Tommy take a picture of us three ladies, stars of our own comedy of errors, and even though it is horrendously unflattering in a non-hilarious way, he only took one and I cannot not share it with you. Plus, Rochelle and Jen look great, so that's good. (also: exercise #5,298 in overcoming vanity)
Yay for sweet blogger friends and boxes full of goodies, for concerned law-enforcement neighbors that want to keep us safe, and yay for another eventful day so I can keep y'all entertained!
Monday, September 26, 2011
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That was kinda bizarre, eh??? Why am I not surprised it happened to you? :)
ReplyDeleteHow sweet of Jen, to bring you the clothes! She is an angel.
Damn, talk about neigborhood watch!
ReplyDeleteFor realz, dude. We better notify her if we ever get a new vehicle! Or have house guests! Or wash our car....
ReplyDeleteHoly Moly! Woman the things that happen over there! LOL But awfully nice that everyone is watching out for you :) Love small towns like that!
ReplyDeleteIf I got out my gun for every strange vehicle in my neighborhood I'd - well... I'd be walking around with my gun drawn all the time. If I had a gun. But I don't - because they scare me. Which is why I most definitely would have peed myself...
ReplyDeleteWow, that is awesome. Yea! for great friends and nieghbors!
ReplyDeleteThat is an AWESOME story. FACT! I used to have neighbors like that...then they moved... :(
ReplyDeletePretty awesome gal/with a gun going on in the neighborhood Dweeg!
ReplyDeleteGotta say, that's a GREAT story.
ReplyDeleteyour gun getting pulled on you experience is a much funnier, nicer one that the TWO I have had.. God, such a practical jokester!
ReplyDeleteOh no, Steph! Now I MUST hear your story. MUST.
ReplyDeleteHaaaaahahaha only this would happen to you! It sounds like you have some pretty awesome people in your life!
ReplyDeleteWow. That is scary. But also cool. Living next door to a Sheriff's Deputy is awesome. You ave such great friends!
ReplyDeleteDid you get all dressed up because you knew someone was coming over. Somehow I imagine you in something less fancy then what you're wearing in that picture. Or are those your "teacher's clothes" since you're a teacher now?
Wow. I wish we had the same law enforcement presence on our street!
ReplyDeleteAs always you crack me up! Thanks for the morning lift before the school day hits!
ReplyDeleteSo funny! And terrifying!
ReplyDelete@Liv- I do NOT usually dress like that, but it was Sunday and we had just gotten back from Mass :)
ReplyDeleteHaha, I mean, it is nice for people to care that much and for you to have awesome neighbors like that (even those that point guns) but still scary. Cute picture, girl! As for Jen, she just got a gold star in my book ;) Love it!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great friend you have! Both of them! Nice to know you are protected!
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh, hilarious. That's the sort of thing that usually happens to me. It's nice to hear that the Universe sent its comedy of errors to someone else for a day.
ReplyDeleteOMG. At least you know that you would be safe should anything actually ever happen to you!
ReplyDeleteOh Dwija. You have the best stories. And what a sweet friend Jen is!
ReplyDeleteI want her as my neighbor!! You are well taken care of :)
ReplyDelete@ML- I could probably do a 30 day Story Challenge on my blog and not run out of material, it's true!
ReplyDeleteWow. I once had a deputy sheriff living next door to me who protected us from an apparently rabid raccoon. Doesn't quite match your story, but a gun was also involved. So glad it all turned out well.
ReplyDeleteNot sure if this comes out the "headlines", CSI, or SNL...... Quite entertaining to say the least.
ReplyDeleteThat's CRAZY!!! We'll atleast you have a concerned cop near-by
ReplyDeleteExceptionally entertaining for me, and scary for you!! And great for you--what a nice lady. I wish we lived closer so we could swap stuff. And hang out over wine
ReplyDeleteOMG Dweej that is HYSTERICAL! Also frightening, for you, but me and Emily were just cracking up over that story. I kind of want to move in with you just so I can enjoy your daily life too. Not a dull moment, eh?
ReplyDeleteWow, what a story! Had me chuckleing a bit. LOL. So nice of the depuity to pose for a pic. :)
ReplyDeleteAWESOME! What a story. I sat down to write my blog and decided to read yours first. I was super excited about what I was going to write.....now I just feel lame!
ReplyDeleteYou better write it Sharon because I NEED to know what's going on with you guys!
ReplyDeleteOh my how funny was this I came here from Jen's blog and it was worth the visit......I would have pissed myself if it had happened to me........lol
ReplyDeleteOH MY GOODNESS!! I guess it is amazing that you do have a protective neighbor who cares enough about you! In my neck of the woods people would turn the other way. It's nice to know someone has your back, isn't it? Even if you did have to change your pee pee panties ;)
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This cracked me up for REALS! It's something my father in law would totally do!
ReplyDeleteOnce I was taking a shower and one of the kids set off the burgler alarm that is in our house, which we never use. By the time I got out of the shower I had a sherrif deputy peering in the windows, gun drawn, at me dripping wet in my towel.
ReplyDeleteHilarious!!!! Ah, my fellow in-home criminal :D
ReplyDeleteThis is too funny!
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