last night i woke up to an angry voice. he was cussing. a lot. of course this meant i had to wake up ryan. we lay there listening to it for awhile before i got up and opened the window. then i heard it was two people. ryan whispered, “what are you doing?”
i said, “i’m going to say, ‘excuse me, but we can hear every word you’re saying.”
ryan, “you don’t say that to a crazy person!”
i shut the window, had a sudden need to go the bathroom and when i came back out, they’d left. i guess they’d heard the window and realized people could hear them (oh really? that hadn’t occurred to you when you were yelling?)
i got back in bed and was thinking over what had just happened. then i started giggling. for a long time.
this is what i’d heard:
man’s angry voice: “get over here! walk the ____ over to me! get over here! don’t _____ with me!”
woman’s voice, totally calm: “um, no.”
now that i think about it, i’m not really giggling, but last night at 2:41 in the morning, i just giggled and giggled. who answers such anger with such a calm and meditated reaction?
also, i think ryan was right. i think if i’d said anything to that guy i’d have been challenging him. it’s a good thing i didn’t have to do anything.
4 Comments
March 7, 2008 at 6:16 pm
haha, you see ryan wasn’t so concerned about you challenging the man- he was worried that if you did HE would be the one who would have to protect you
I remember at our old place- what was that place in orem called? wow I’m losing it. Anyway someone played music so loud- so LOUD- ALLL NIGHT LONG. When we woke in the morning it was still playing until about 9am!! People are strange.
As to the mothering saga. It seems like we have a very similar thought-process. Although I don’t see the LDS mom thing , but that is really all I hang out with- so I don’t have anything to compare it too. I see other moms at storytime at the library but we don’t talk in depth. Your reasons though are so true and I REALLY identify with it being my “job” and wanting to do it well. And yes I do judge other moms. I may say I don’t but I do and that is probably why I can feel them judging me…? Well I don’t know if I judge but I definitely have thoughts like “she really allows her child to eat that?” haha
Like I should care how their child grows up!!!
And getting bored with other moms (in your case other LDS moms)- yes, yes, yes! But that sounds so egotistical (s/p?) but I do feel that way sometimes. Ah, it’s nice to know I am not the only one
sorry for the long post. the 2:41am conversation was funny- but probably more funny AT 2:41am 
March 7, 2008 at 8:31 pm
I am impressed with your bravery, prudence and fit of silliness. And also the presence of mind of the calm voice outside the window at 2:41 am.
March 8, 2008 at 4:54 pm
I don’t know why Ryan was so concerned. All you would have had to do is calmly tell him “no, you are not going to kick my butt” no big deal.
I put Ryan in as my name but then realized the blogosphere might have been confused because your husband is named ryan. So Hambly it is. Your welcome blogosphere
March 9, 2008 at 12:38 am
Sounds fun. Gotta love the rowdy neighbors. I must tell you that I’m kind of sad you didn’t say anything to the guy. I have a feeling the story would have been even more “exciting” if you’d have thrown a tired, annoyed pregnant lady into the mix.
I do like the lady’s response, though.