SPEED RACER

Want to know one of the things I look forward to in the afternoon? RACING!!!
On the day we moved in our new home in March I met my new neighbor. They had a Volvo wagon parked in their driveway so I just assumed they were normal people... until she came out to introduce herself. CH (initials) had her arms covered in tattoos. Normal+Volvo=tattoos? This equation doesn't work folks... or so I thought. CH was great fun! For the next few days we talked like crazy. Turns out her husband is a well known tattoo artist ie; her arms. Her husband was some where over in Europe making $$$ doing art, tattoos ect... They had 3 kids, the oldest was Matt's age. I was just so excited! I envisioned us having them over for dinner and getting to know them. Then all of a sudden NOTHING. After her husband came home she hardly spoke. WHY? I don't know. We can be out in the yard at the same time and be less than 6 feet from one another and unless I say hi first, NADA! Roger and I have cut their yard, trimmed their trees, I took them cake... we can't seem to get a connection. This is so frustrating. You guys KNOW I am a very friendly person. I get paranoid about crap...worry to the point of NO RETURN. They have a small baby and I wondered if they had baby monitors and could hear my aggravation with them when I talk on the phone...HELLO???
Anyway, in the afternoons CH and I leave at the same time to pick up our boys at school. It is comical how we ALWAYS seem to leave at the same time. Like if their are alarms in both our houses that go off when we get ready to go. SHE'S LEAVING!!!!! If she gets in her car before me and pulls out I act casual like I am in no hurry. When she disappears I SLAM ON THE GAS to get caught up with her. When she can possibly see me I slow down HUM DE DUM slow. Most days I beat her. We come out of the house at the same time but I have the advantage because she has 2 small children with her...HA! She has got me a few time before though. We were at a light and I was behind the BOZO who was turning so she cut around me. Or she cut in line one time at the school and got 2 cars ahead of me. WHO DOES THAT??? When she does these things I say things in the car I shouldn't. Ha-Ha I wonder if she knows this game is going on? Is she in on it? Or am I just really needing some excitement... you know the mind has a way of giving the body what it needs...