Only in Welland

For some reason, today after writing about the country road photo I want to take, I decided to check out the price range of homes on the outskirts of our fair town. ¬†Finding an incredible looking place by the river with tonnes of history and lots of updates, we decided to take a drive by for interest’s sake.

Our eyes panned over the outside of this beautiful house. ¬†A large lot, it was a beautiful older style house with a modern yellow door; ¬†a nice-sized driveway, no narrowly-placed fence beside it for our car door to bounce off of every day upon opening; ¬†a pool to wade around in for us; ¬†some pretty trees in the backyard lined along a river for Casey to jump in and splash around; ¬†a nice couple of sun-rooms (back and front) to dry her off before letting her back into the house; ¬†a van next-door with the hatch open facing the road, inside it a man bent over and completely, utterly nude. ¬†Hairy nude. ¬†The¬†“oh my god is this a TOOL video?”,¬†contorted type of nude. ¬†All in the space of a ten-second window of our slowing down to take a leisurely gander at this supposed dream house.

“Well, that house is out!” Miklos proclaimed, stomping on the gas pedal. ¬†Shaken momentarily from my unstoppable bouts of laughter, my heart dropped and I said “Really?” ¬†Immediately though, I remembered the cause of my hysterics: A naked neighbour who for whatever reason thought it optimal to bend over nakedly in his van to change out of bike clothes (without underwear) rather than to do so inside his house, or even perhaps behind it if he was in some real rush.

Awesome price on pretty house = Understood completely. ¬†I have never seen anything like it or wanted to, but for the story’s sake (and for the sake that it may have saved us a bit of sanity in the future) I have never been happier for a droopy set of balls dangling on display in the back of a van for all nearby eyes to see.

About Nikki

I've been writing since I was in kindergarten where I Crayola-markered an epic tale of a tiger and a balloon on a stack of lined papers folded into a booklet and stapled along the edge (carefully, and by my teacher). I love DIY, sewing, folksy music, animals and getting out to look at and listen to nature.
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