So I had a strange night the other night. As we were getting ready for bed we heard a car or truck outside our bedroom on the other side of the wall. We have heard this vehicle before late at night, so I went out by the pool to investigate. I saw that it was a Van and it would back up and then drive away and a little later come back and park along the street with it's engine running and then do the same thing all over again. Up to no good I tell ya.
So the husband said I should call the Police and see if they have a car in the neighborhood to come check it out. I did exactly that. But knowing I wouldn't be able to go to sleep wondering if there was a drug bust or something going on just outside my window, I decided to keep watch out the front window for that trusty squad car. It never came. I wanted to get a closer look, so I put on my robe and tip toed outside. By this time the Van had left again and now there was a small car with some loud occupants, one of which was a caucasion male leaning against the car focusing deeply on his cell phone. One or more females were inside the small car. I stood on my side of the wall for a long time, waiting for something to happen.
While I was waiting I saw the biggest, coolest looking falling star I've ever seen in my entire life. I just knew it was going to hit my neighbor's house, but it didn't. Then, while I was still waiting, a confused bird started singing the prettiest song I've ever heard a bird sing in my entire life. What kind of bird sings loudly at 11:30 pm? It was kind of cool. After more waiting and yawning, I asked myself what I was waiting for and what in the world I was doing outside in my robe listening over the wall? I couldn't come up with a good answer so I gave up and went to bed. Who knew so many strange things happen at night? The husband missed out. And I think I've become Mrs. Kravitz.