Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Here Comes Big Shoes...



So while I have rice in the rice cooker and fresh spinach steaming on top, I thought I'd take a minute to introduce you to my new neighbors who live above.

Yes, they wear big shoes.. possibly shoes very similar to these- for what other shoes would make such a loud noise every time they scuttle (is that a word?) - scuttle around the apartment? I'm convinced that the two elderly adults above us- never covered their floor with carpets as the lease told them to- in order for them to do their clodhopper's jig all hours of the night in whatever heavy-heeled shoes the prefer. Believe me, what sounds like utter complaining is actual awe and kinda relief that we are not hearing a TV blasting. You never know as a renter, while lies above- below or next to. The next door neighbor is a whole other post!

Either way we are S E T T L I N G in. I've hung a few of Zach's paintings and one of mine. And we may even get to IKEA next week to order our mattress and other lovlies. YAY! no sleeping on the bed on the floor! (we gave our bed frame away)-

In other events, on my mall stint I fell into Payless. Yes- I did say fall. They were having a BOGO sale and oh how I love to save a dollar! From my reciept I saved $10! I'll share the photos tomorrow.
xo
M

4 comments:

berto xxx said...

such a nice blog.


berto xxx

DeeboLovesButters said...

Ugh, I totally know what you mean. In the last apartment we lived in we had these crazy neighbors downstairs! One time I thought they were fighting but it turned out to be the sounds of a Harry Potter book on tape ;)

Marilyn P. Sushi said...

Oh no!!!!! I know your upstairs neighbors TOO well. My upstairs neighbor lets her grandchildren jump off the furniture and throw chairs at each other...at least that's what it sounds like when they come over. Curse those hardwood floors!!!

queenvanna said...

ah, neighbors....
we once lived under someone we called "the big fat guy". we lived in a really big complex and never saw him so we don't know if he really was fat, or even if he was a guy, but at least a couple times a day (and night!) we'd hear this loud BANG, then silence again. and one of us would turn to the other and say "the big fat guy fell off the bed again," or couch, or entry step, wherever the location of the sound came from...
can't wait to hear about the other neighbor!!! =D