The other night while I was taking a spin with a nasty graveyard shift, Hubby was home alone snuggled up in our warm and comfy bed. I can see him there, softly snoring with two little boys curled up next to him in pure contentment. Actually, the real vision includes seeing him squished up on the side of bed, precariously dangling limbs over the side due to two little boys sleeping horizontal and drooling all over my pillows. Quite the sight and a lovely thing to crawl into after working all night.

Anyhoo, back to the original story. Hubby told me about two o'clock in the morning he awoke up to the sounds of strange moaning. He initially thought it was the dogs talking in their sleep or perhaps a tomcat trying to get his groove on with a neighborhood lady kitty, but they sounded strangely human. Hearing the moans subside, he fell back asleep and a few moments later, again awoke to the sound of more persistent moaning. The type of moans you tend to find in very happy household.

Being the staunch investigator he is, he quickly jumped out of bed and looked out the window to see if he could locate the source of the moans - just in case it truly was a person in need of assistance. He initially didn't see anything but then noticed our bachelor house with our cute little neighbor boys, was fully lit up. The moans, consistent and getting even more louder, were emanating from their house. Hubby said he blushed for a minute until he heard the boys in unison yelling:

"Oh my Gawd! I can't believe it? Is that even possible?!"

In their drunken stupor, they were watching a non-Disney movie together and decided to give our Valley a running play-by-play through their wide open windows. Note to self, if you are going to partake amongst the adult movies, at least shut your windows so we all don't have to partake. It makes it a little weird when we meet at the mailbox.