JERRY SPRINGER IN DA HOOD

I don’t know about America on the whole but I can definitely vouch for my neighbors. Remember when I told you about our new neighbors?
You can find one post here and another one here.
Well, we’ve got another neighbor. Not new. She and her flavor of the month live behind us in a totally separate complex and seriously if anyone ends up shooting up the neighborhood it’ll be those two. With a 3-month-old baby in the house…
We live in an apartment on a lower level. We have a small patio, with a small backyard and invisible boundary lines from one next door neighbor to the next. We have a fence in the back that separates our apartment complex from the one on the other side of the block.
The fence looks like this. Chain link with white privacy slats. Our fence isn’t as new but the slats are all intact. You get the idea.
I would’ve gone out and taken a picture of our actual fence but it’s late and the flash from my phone would’ve really freaked out the psycho then.
Apparently when we go out on our back patio the psycho behind us thinks we’re staring at her and trying to look in her house. Please see photo above.
What the hell can we see and more to the point how can she possibly see us to know that we’re staring at her and/or trying to look into her house???
She’s a freak.
She yelled at my kid – once. – And every night she and that flavor of the month that got drunk one night and drug her across the swamp argue at the top of their lungs. Every night. Into the wee hours of the morning. They even chase each other around the complex!

Other neighbors on our side have told them to shut the hell up. Everybody has called the cops on them and the cops do show up but as soon as they leave the two lovebirds go at it like two junkyard dogs. I can’t imagine a bigger waste of time for our law enforcement than having to deal with those idiots every night.

I wonder how much trouble a person would get into for tossing a strip of firecrackers over the fence while they’re in the middle of one of their nightly Jerry Springer-a-thons….
Asking for a friend.
But wait! There’s more! Our new neighbors two doors down in the next building? They’ve gone at it like junkyard dogs but so far they don’t appear to be repeat offenders.
My son and I were standing outside under our carport and this chick comes staggering up the sidewalk asking us to call 911 while her boyfriend is coming up behind her…
She tells him to get away, he does, he says he’ll call 911. I had my son call just to make sure because this girl was a bloody mess. Prince Charming punched her in the face and busted her nose and knocked some teeth loose! The cops came. The paramedics checked her out.

She was kissin’ on him the next day..
The other night my son and I were coming in from the store and we heard somebody scream in another building and just as I felt my “S” puffing up on my chest, my son was like, “no mom, just keep walking.”

Mr. Rogers made it seem so easy.. “Won’t you be my neighbor..”

Mimi’s quote for the day –
(Page 4)

***Oddly enough, spent a good portion of the day shopping looking for those 75% off Christmas sales. I’ll be back at it again tomorrow. Biscuits n’ gravy for dinner to keep the chill away. It worked.

***IN THE CRAFT CORNER:
One of my crochet groups is having this challenge,
“A Granny A Day Crochet-Along.”
We’re following Yarnutopia on YouTube and their
365 Days of Granny Squares tutorials.
This is my square #4.  (I’m using my scrap yarn.)
Sorry for all of the ugly granny squares but I am seriously using up scrap yarn. I tied it all together, rolled it into a ball and this is how it’s coming off. Once it’s gone I’ll be making normal granny squares.