Sometimes I love living close to my neighbors…

Thanks to close proximity of houses in our subdivision, this afternoon Tasha and I overheard the neighbor lady say the following:

I’ve seen my Dad’s junk twice.  And I have to say, as an adult, I’m pretty impressed with my Dad’s junk in the grand scheme of things.

There was more, but by this point Tasha and I were laughing so hard we could not hear any more details.  You can thank the warm weather and open windows for that little tidbit!

For the record, these are also the neighbors that wander past the window that faces our house naked and sometimes experience afternoon delight.  You know the one I mean.  If you don’t, follow that link and Tasha will tell you all about it.