Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Welcome to my Trailer Park
Summer is here and things have gone nuts enough that I thought it's high time I started bloggin' about my lovely little neighborhood here. Trailer Parks have got to be the best place ever to be when there is nothing worth watching on TV, or your cable has been cut off.

Front porch sittin' is equal to studio audience seats at the Jerry Springer Show, especially in the summertime. Today for instance, I came home to see a Taxi Cab drop off a neighbor from an obvious beer run. Except said neighbor forgot to save a bit of money to pay his cab fare. A slew of angry unbleeped and uncensored words were tossed, then a lawn chair and a few punches. Before you know it, two police cars drive up to try and settle matters.

Yesterday was even crazier. Again, I drive home to see about 4-5 police cars parked up and down the street. Remember that half-out-of-her-head four year old I was talking about a few posts ago? Well, she seemed to have turned up missing yesterday afternoon and God only knows for how long before someone cared to take notice.

They found her, for somehow and in someway she managed to get underneath a neighbor's trailer who wasn't home and squeeze her way up through a floor vent. My floor vents are only about 5x10". How she managed to get her head and arms through is most certainly something a 4 year old who is out of her head could only do. She was stuck and they had to call out the fire and rescue department to literally saw her out of the vent.

Thank heavens she didn't attempt coming into our house at that level. It wasn't too long ago when I accidentally locked myself out of my house and had to submit to entering in through the doggy door.

Now, our Basset Hounds are darlings and would never hurt a fly. However, they are love bugs and if they could, they would jump up and lick us in the face whenever we came home. Luckily the short little shits can't do that, unless....

Unless you come in at their level. With their toilet water soaked long ears and big thirsty tongue kisses, you'd experience a little something like this:


Yeppers, you'd get the slobber, druel, bubblely snots and the whole kaboodle. Some watch-dogs they are, huh?

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Cold Turkey Update: Doing good, feel very hungry all the time for some reason. Yes, I did cave again today but compared to smoking a pack a day - this is progress.

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Stumble It! .......posted by Margaret @ 8:43 PM  
4 Comments:
  • At 9:12 PM, Blogger Dr.John said…

    Sounds like a lot of what I see on TV and I have to pay for cable.

     
  • At 5:28 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Dahling! This line "Front porch sittin' is equal to studio audience seats at the Jerry Springer Show, especially in the summertime" just has got me laughing and laughing and laughing!!! Ag thanks so much doll! This is just too funny!
    Love ya!
    Hanlie Koekemoer
    xxxOxxx

     
  • At 7:54 PM, Blogger Lavender said…

    that is scary. that kid needs some supervision... she is bored!!!!

     
  • At 5:57 AM, Blogger Orhan Kahn said…

    I do hope you watch Trailer Park Boys. What you're describing happens almost every episode, except there is more gun play. I will certainly be checking in for your Park tales.

     
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