7/28/09 Bear Valley

Ah.  Interesting.  I know that my kids story needs some villains.  This morning I got to hear our neighbors (next door condo) in action.  This mom talks to her kids like she hates them.  As though she wishes that she could be up at the Bear alone,  maybe not even with the guy she is with who may or may not be the father of these kids.  

The kids are young and whinny like young kids sometimes are.  He said to one whiner--"You have some kind of compulsive disorder.  Just stop and forget it. "  Little ones hear everything.  Everything and take most of it to heart.  Ikkky parents.  No I'm not kidding.  The mom wasn't just annoyed,  she had hatred in her voice.   Their back yard is right next to our bedroom,  I should get some great dialogue for my villains. 

Then I loafed.  I read and did puzzles and ate lunch with Luke and looked at our great back yard.   It's like living outside a beautiful forest.  

Now,  I'm in the den of darkness.