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09 December 2008

the triumph

there once was a car called the triumph.

but that's not what this is about. it's about my triumph. 
yesterday. 

sorry if you're sick of hearing this and that about the crazy neighbor. actually i rescind the apology, because if i was sorry, i wouldn't blog about it. 

anyways, his new thing is to whistle. no, not with his lips ... with a whistle. so yesterday as we were getting ready to go to the beach, addi was impatient (aka screaming) and gwen just wanted cuddles (aka screaming). so through the window came a whistle. 

yesterday was not the day to mess with stefani f. jorgensen. 

i made the girls happy. situated their little bums in the stroller to prepare for take-off to the beach, and then i made my rounds. i opened every window in our house and every door to every room, and lastly, opened the front door. 

"what did you do next, Stef??"

i played one of my 'i hate boys' songs and sang at the top of my lungs, and banged on those keys like they were in for a deep tissue massage. 

he whistled. my volume escalated. i knew i'd win: his lung capacity has greatly diminished from decades of smoking, so he could only whistle for a few seconds at a time. 

i won.

then we went to the beach.

13 comments:

Meg said...

Way to go girl! I can't believe that he got a whistle!!! How retarded!

The Mattson's said...

Good job. You show him Steph.

ashley said...

cracking up right now, that is so so good!

Noelle said...

That is hilarious!! Good for you!

Matti said...

Too funny. I feel like I am at a football game whenever I hear that whistle as though he is the refiree over how much noise we are allowed to make. Rediculous!

.Ang. said...

funny.

Whatever happened to the cookie Idea?

Karen said...

LOVE IT!

Christina said...

Your awesome!

Erin said...

you rock! way to go! he is such a jerk!

echo said...

he he he he he he

echo said...

he he he he he he

rachele and jordan said...

This is Jordan. I feel for this guy (and you guys but that goes without saying). See, he is probably a light sleeper and he also lacks in intelligence. This is not a good combination. Most of us have noisy neighbors but we come up with better ideas to combat them. I think you need to buy him a Christmas present; the present that I would buy myself in his situation. Ear plugs. You need to put on his doorstep a giant box of earplugs. See, when my neighbor's dog is barking downstairs, I put in my ear buds and play some music while I study in the morning; problem solved. I have thought about poisoning the dog or complaining to the front office or even letting the dog go on the freeway but I tend to think of myself as a being of higher intelligence. Therefore, I accept the fact that I live in an apartment complex in close proximity to other people and must be civil and the music is a great way to keep peace in Adobe Ranch. (Our neighbors have a surprise come April that might battle that dog in all hours of the night.) OK, that's all. Ear Plugs for neighbor.

Michelle said...

He had the audacity to BLOW A WHISTLE!?! Why doesn't the man offer a little assistance! He needs to babysit your kids for a day and learn a little empathy (not that you would trust them with him). But really, is blowing a whistle honestly going to stop a child from screaming?