Crazy Chicken Neighbor Lady

Do you ever wonder what others think of you? 

I have some neighbors that I have names for….not bad ones mind you. Just simple ones that help me remember then.  Like the bijons— they are an older couple with bijon poodle dogs { i totally know that i spelled that wrong}.  And then a couple houses away is the 'pink palace'.  The carpets are pink, the trim outside, just a bit of pink…thus the name.  I even have some names for the girls we play against in soccer…..like 'the wall'  you are on the ground when you go against her! let's see…um oh, there are the 'mean girls' that refers to the whole team   you get the idea. I like names. I like finding them and I use them often.

Anyways….so what do others think/call me?  Especially when they see this–

Long story tried to make short-

The bijons dog got a little excited at the chickens and chased them to the opposite end of our huge backyard where they jumped the fence, ran to the front and hid under the big bushes. Great. Bijons came and asked if they were ours—and if we had seen their dear little dog. {he was found under a dead truck-not ours- caught by his leash}. 

I go and shooo the chickens out {that was a sight to behold} and the kids helped me carry them back to our yard and into their pen.  We were still missing a few, so later on in the evening we found a note on the door—we have one of your roosters with a phone#.

I called and drove down to the house- we were on our way to pick up Jerika from G.S.-  so here I am, driving while holding the chicken.  {photo is a re-enactment of actual events. no chickens were harmed. hee hee}

Since weirdness was in the air apparently– I'll tell you another little goodie. Wished I had the camera, but no.  When dropping Jerika off at soccer practice after G.S. we were at the park.  There was a teen boy standing at the top of a hill above the playground, wearing a sweatshirt with a hood and some gloves……and a pumpkin face mask!!! It was a bit extra freaky since it was windy and raining..The kids loved yelling at him to look at them and then scream into the car. such fun. ….I sure wonder what his neighbors call him.  hee hee

Any weirdness going on elsewhere in the world?   Got a good story? Can you beat me?   I want to hear it! Bring it on—-

here chick, chick, chick, chick……