"It's a beautiful day in this neighborhood,
A beautiful day for a neighbor.
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?...
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?...
It's a neighborly day in this beauty wood,
A neighborly day for a beauty.
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?...
A neighborly day for a beauty.
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?...
I've always wanted to have a neighbor just like you.
I've always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you.
I've always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you.
So, let's make the most of this beautiful day.
Since we're together we might as well say:
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?
Won't you be my neighbor?
Won't you please,
Won't you please?
Please won't you be my neighbor?"
Since we're together we might as well say:
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?
Won't you be my neighbor?
Won't you please,
Won't you please?
Please won't you be my neighbor?"
You’d think I’d fallen off the blogging horse but we moved.
That’s a legit excuse for taking a month off in my book. I guess the best way
to get back into it would be to tell the story of the day (today) I met my next
door neighbor and learned that she hates us.
Aren’t you so excited to hear this story?! Well let me set
the scene for you a bit. We’ve now lived here for 24 days. I watch two extra
kids 3 or 4 days a week. The weather is perfect and sunny so they’re all
outside a lot, most of the time in our fenced back yard. Oh, and we have thin
old windows which offer the neighbors on every single side of us a little peak
into our daily chaotic and loud voice lifestyle.
The lady next door was out front talking to a guy working on
her roof today. Last week Jack threw Cooper’s shirt over the fence into her
back yard. I went out to introduce ourselves and apologize ahead of time for
all the noise we brought with us to this very desirable and quiet neighborhood.
I can’t transcribe the conversation in its entirety but here are a few golden
lines from the woman next door:
(about the t-shirt) “Oh yeah, along with a bunch of rocks
and apple cores your kids have thrown over the fence too.”
“I wrote you a long letter already but haven’t had the
chance to meet you and hand deliver it. I wrote the letter so I wouldn’t come
off so bluntly. But there you go!”
“I moved here because it was so quiet and you guys have
totally ruined that!!! (while laughing)”
“A few of the neighbors have called me to ask if I like the
preschool that moved in next door.”
She went on and on and also told me she’s an insomniac and
she sleeps until ten in the morning because she goes to bed so late. I really
didn’t know what to say other than, “So I should get you a sleep mask and some
earplugs for Christmas then?!”
In all fairness she was laughing the whole time. She met the
kids and said they were really cute and she feels buttered up already. And she
came to apologize about 30 minutes later for being so rude and unwelcoming. She
showed me what the different trees and bushes were out in the back. We have a
fig tree, two plum bushes, grapes and a meyer lemon bush.