Thursday, October 16, 2008

AIN'T LOVE GRAND

My neighbor is a character lives life to the fullest and has found true love on the Internet....

Jack after dallying outrageously with the local ladies cast his eyes global....very entertaining living next door to Jack. I reckon' Jack saved women who dallied with him after being jilted beforehand. Was fraught when two turned up at once....oh my...life in technicolor, drama and love and just through my backyard. I remind myself of something but will not go there...

Jack is personable, handsome and kind and does not hang about the local pub from daylight till dark like a lot of the local yokels .
A terrific pick me up for a jilted girlfriend or wife and then right to go....

Jack also has another fetish, collecting old cars, different cars different stuff, mainly cars. I have mentioned this to him...You can talk Liz what about all the horses you collect...but but they are rescue horses the majority...yeah well these are rescue cars...

Jack in seventh heaven scrabbling about with "love" on the Internet and one caught his fancy and after corresponding for some time decided to meet. On his return declared he was in love and said he was determined to "hold out". Do not need to know this part. ...The new love turns out to be pretty and personable and was to visit Jack for the first time. Ahhh what car to drive...he settled on the limo, stocked with flowers wine and nibblies, took me for a test drive down the road "do you think this may be a bit way way over the top" said I...."Out" said he....He then employed the local layabout, non working, bad back, I bet Centrelink do not know, on the condition he wear a chauffeur cap, and off to the capital city.


Just goes to show how little I know she loved the grand gesture.....probably liked the movie "Pretty Woman".




Jack is forever lost to the local ladies as the Internet lady has him branded and tied.




If I do not post again I will be no doubt destroyed by the neighbor or perhaps the Pretty Woman. Such a shame the mr fixit of the lonely hearts has departed. I miss the drama, the engine propelled thingys that fly in the sky, one with a human attached, now that was exciting, the Harleys roraring about at all hours, the feathered indian headresses, the freaky signs, etc etc.......his grass is mown and slashed, the cars have reduced in number, about twenty now, and they have been lined up neatly in a row not all over the place as previously...Jack has become predictable and tamed....oh well will have to rent DVD's for drama.


All in a row and flower gardens too but thought I had better not go over and take photos of the garden....may have been in trouble....

I have time to think about important things such as this .....forget financial meltdown all over the world ...I am just out of sorts as the entertainment next door has been damped down... am on holidays and have broken fingers so can bludge about on the computer and not feel guilty....Oh well such is life

Are the broken fingers payback for stickybeaking....naw...that would be a broken nose.

5 Comments:

Blogger diane said...

That's such a funny story and videos to match. Well done. I think I would be pleased if the neighbour calmed down. We had neighbours that entertained us by letting us know how much she enjoyed orgasms. The whole neighbourhood could hear her. But they have left now and I only hear whingy kids.

October 17, 2008 at 5:20 PM  
Blogger Artoholic said...

Broken fingers??????

Neighbours can be the bane or joy of your life.

I am loving the peace of our semi bush setting, but the furry/scaled/feathered neighbours can get a bit unruly.

Broken fingers???? Really???

October 21, 2008 at 1:47 PM  
Blogger Artoholic said...

You're kidding right?

October 21, 2008 at 1:48 PM  
Blogger Lizzie's Insomnia said...

Cindy,
No... broke the fingers.. I taped up my fingers and would have continued but after a day the pain drove me crazy. Drove myself to emergency crying some of the way feeling very sorry for myself...on my own booo hooo and ......nobody to look after me...boooo hooo....an I look after everyone else....booo hooo...you know the feeling sorry for onself and oh yes....noooobody loves me booo hooo. Was beginning to enjoy myself I think. A clean break and after the x ray boffin moved the fingers a little for the pictures the pain ceased like turning off a tap......The fingers were taped together...will take a photo of the bent steel pin where they were caught and I heard the distinct snap.

Could not do the horse training so will not be able to go to Tenterfield event during the last weekend in October unfortunatly.

Cheers,
Elizabeth

October 21, 2008 at 7:52 PM  
Anonymous Cindy said...

GHASTLY!

I still have a fuzzy finger from the cocky bite, I cannot imagine how you must be feeling! Is it your "working" hand?

You have every right to "Boo Hoo" whenever, wherever at at whomever you dang like!

Wishing you a speedy recovery,

warm regards,

Cindy

October 23, 2008 at 6:34 PM  

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