Our Own Personal Bumpkus'

When they moved in several months ago, we joked that the Bumpkus' had moved in. They had tons of cars parked in their driveway and their yard. We also likened him to Frank the Tank, as he not only worked on his cars in his driveway, but always had his classic rock loudly blaring. I put up with all of that, even found it endearing. But, after last night, much like Ralphie's dad, I'm ready to declare war on our Bumpkus'.

2am last night, I'm awoken to the loud sound of a car alarm just outside my window. This honking persists for what seems like hours, but was more likely about 15 minutes. Oh yeah, and providing backup vocals to the horn was every single dog in the neighborhood (save my two angels:). 5 minutes later...alarm (and dogs) AGAIN. Now I'm completely awake and annoyed. After another 15-20 minutes, the alarm is silenced again....for a total of maybe 2 minutes. I try to cover my head with the pillow...doesn't even begin to mute the sound. I proceed to the guest bedroom, where the sound of the alarm is muted, but the sound of the dog chorus is elevated. Ugh! Andy tried to come to my rescue. He got dressed and went to the Bumpkus' house, banging on the door and ringing the doorbell. Either they were not at home, or scared of my Andy:)

Finally, after an hour and a half, God had mercy on me and somehow silenced the alarm. The irony of the incident is that Jake actually slept through the night. I would have had about 6-7 hours of beautiful, uninterrupted sleep but for that *&^% car alarm! I'm even more pissed that I'm too exhausted to confront the jerk when I get home tonight.

Sorry for the rant....and for lack of new Jake picture. Jake IS officially off of the monitor now. His hernia surgery will be scheduled this Thursday. No other updates...he's just as fantastic as ever!!!