New Neighbors

How I knew they were not like most of our other neighbors:
#1. Moving van. NO ONE around here uses a moving van. Usually, the new people pull up in a pick-up or borrowed van and the entire elders' quorum shows up to unload. I can't even remember seeing a moving van in the neighborhood.

#2. When we went to meet them in their home, the first things I saw were: 4 poodles yapping/barking, climbing all over me. And, a 1/2 empty bottle of Jack Daniels on the kitchen counter. In most of the homes, it would be 4 children yelling/screaming, climbing all over, and a 1/2 empty bottle of caffeine-free coke on the kitchen counter.

#3. The air was permeated with smoke. The smoke that we are more used to in this neighborhood is barbecue smoke from steaks/burgers on the grill.

BUT, from the moment we met B & B, we liked them - a lot.

Both are small; stature and physique. Both drove for Disney for many years...Bill as a cross-country truck driver, Barbara as a sort of chauffeur, needing to be ready at a minute's notice.

Barbara is spunky, fiesty, opinonated.
Bill is hard-working, gets things done.

And, they are great, great neighbors. Last night they brought over home-made enchiladas...oh, so good. Two weeks ago, it was home-made split-pea soup. They don't eat sweets at all, so at Christmas when someone sent them a package of chocolates, candies, etc., they gave it to us. And, after I had this blog posted, Bill brought over home-made lasagna to share....

They aren't like a lot of the people in the neighborhood, it's true, but oh, how great to know Bill and Barbara!