I Could Write a Book About My Neighbor

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    Ralph, Chapter Three: Dog Poop

    If you've read any of my stories, then you've probably already heard this one.  But yes, Ralph is the neighbor that allows his "wild dog" (his words, not mine) to roam freely through the neighborhood at all hours of the day and night.  This translates to her...
    hippieheart hippieheart
    41-45, F
    8 Responses Mar 31, 2008

    Ralph, Chapter Ten: the Borax Puppy

    This morning, Ralph was outside with his new little puppy.  The puppy was rolling around on the driveway, next to Ralph.  At first, I thought nothing of it.  But then I noticed something on the driveway, a white pile of something.  I then noticed the box of...
    hippieheart hippieheart
    41-45, F
    4 Responses Apr 11, 2008

    Ralph, Chapter Nine: the Glove Box

    The other night, again in total darkness, at 11pm, I saw Ralph sitting in his car (actually I'm not sure whose car it is as I've seen everyone in his family drive it).  But he had the engine running and the interior light on and he was just sitting there, casually, going...
    hippieheart hippieheart
    41-45, F
    3 Responses Apr 11, 2008

    Ralph, Chapter Five: Under the Cover of Darkness

    This is a two-parter. Let me preface this story (part 1) by sharing that there is a house across the street that's being remodeled into a rather large monstrosity of a house ~ still ugly, just bigger.  The house has been a construction-zone for the last 6 - 7 months and...
    hippieheart hippieheart
    41-45, F
    3 Responses Apr 6, 2008

    Ralph, Chapter Four: the New Puppy

    Oh dear god, all that Ralph needs is another animal!  He already has two cats and one very wild mutt of a dog, whom he takes with him on more car-trips than his wife (I kid you now).  With all of the junk that he collects, I just wonder how he's gonna make room for this...
    hippieheart hippieheart
    41-45, F
    2 Responses Apr 1, 2008

    Ralph, Chapter One: House Painting

    I seriously could write a book about my neighbor, Ralph.  He's quite a character... When we moved in here, about 7 months ago, Ralph had taken down all of the shutters and such from his house and had started painting it...with the SMALLEST paint brush!  I mean, it was...
    hippieheart hippieheart
    41-45, F
    1 Response Mar 31, 2008

    Ralph, Chapter Six: a Talkative Fellow

    The first time I met Ralph was shortly after we moved in to this place.  I had just gotten home from an errand and had my tired & hungry toddler in my arms.  I was making my way to the front door when Ralph stopped me, to introduce himself. He seemed nice enough...
    hippieheart hippieheart
    41-45, F
    1 Response Apr 7, 2008

    Ralph, Chapter Eight: the Wakeup Call

    One of these past weekends, just BEFORE 6AM...ON A WEEKEND, my husband woke to a horrible crashing sound, as if something rather large was being thrown against our house, after falling from the sky. At this point, we have come to expect at least some kind of madness on a regular...
    hippieheart hippieheart
    41-45, F
    6 Responses Apr 7, 2008

    Wow..I Thought It Was Just Me ;)

    I live next door to an uber alpha mum. Her car speeds down her drive a minimum of 8 times a day. God she looks valiumed upto the eyeballs and always smiles in an insane way...I can't stand them..butthey are good for the entertainment ;)
    usernamenotavaliable usernamenotavaliable
    31-35
    1 Response Jul 31, 2009

    More Than One Of Them

    For almost 55 years, from the time I was born to the time I moved to this three-room apartment, I lived on a side street called Mulligan Avenue. In those 55 years, I saw people move in, move out, others died, others stayed. I still have friends that lived next door, across the...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    1 Response Sep 5, 2013

    Ralph, Chapter Eleven: the Piano, Revisited

    The weather has been so nice here that we've been keeping the windows open, day and night.  My son's bedroom is on the same side of the house as Ralph's driveway.  This past weekend, as I was in my son's room with him, I heard quite a commotion outside his window. ...
    hippieheart hippieheart
    41-45, F
    3 Responses May 12, 2008

    Ralph, Chapter Seven: Car Seat Safety

    I don't want to get beat up here, for not intervening...ok...I didn't get involved.  Instead, like most days, I just watched out my window at the never-ending madness that is my neighbor, Ralph, and his antics. One afternoon, I watched Ralph load up a baby car seat into...
    hippieheart hippieheart
    41-45, F
    3 Responses Apr 7, 2008

    Ralph, Chapter Two: the Piano

    So my neighbor, Ralph, likes to collect things.  Things that he likes to store all over the front of his lawn, all over the side of his house and into what might be used by other people as a backyard.   It is a lot like Sanford & Son, I kid you not. Several...
    hippieheart hippieheart
    41-45, F
    3 Responses Mar 31, 2008
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