We are the Stuarts (formerly of Imperial) now residing in Okinawa, Japan.

This blog started from a desire to bridge the miles as we were preparing to leave the USA for 3+ years. It has turned into much more. It's part travel diary, part personal reflection, part "sociology of military life" and part mommy-blog. We hope you read something here that is interesting to you (or at least not a total waste of your time).

Monday, April 27, 2009

What has the neighborhood come to?


So there we were, on a Sunday night, minding our own business, headed back to church for a second time (because we're righteous like that) when some moron
Child of God on an urgent errand turns right in front of us, cutting us off, PRACTICALLY running us off the road! I don't want to name names, so let's just call him Dave J. No, no, no...on second thought...let's call him D. Jones*. Anyway, he had a car full of kids, too (I saw as I passed him, screeching down the hill, showing him who was boss).

Anyway, things went on like this all the way to the church...we just couldn't shake this guy, no matter how fast we went or who we cut off. It was like he was stalking us. Turns out to be true, I find out, because once we get into our church meeting, who should be sitting across from us?...That family! Looking all righteous, like they weren't just inflicting their road rage on anyone!


And after the meeting...more of the same! They pulled up next to us and their grandpa of all people puts his fingers up to his eyes and then points at me, glaring. (Game on, Grandpa!) I felt like I was on the set of "Better Off Dead" and any minute their van was going to start speaking to me like an Asian Howard Cosell. We managed to shake them with a minimum amount of illegal activity, luckily.

Now, I'm not one to encourage taking the law into your own hands, but clearly, these people needed to learn a lesson. My children claimed to know the answer. Now let me state for the record, that my driving the get away vehicle escorting the children due to the late hour and serving as forensic photographer
in no way imply that I condone this type of activity.












Didn't think about the flash attracting attention...

Oops...totally busted. (Nosy kid!) After further reflection and given that these offenders invited us in for Grandpa's late-night Chicken Curry...I'd like to recant my previous statements. We offered to take down the TP, but they told us we better not dare. They wanted all the school buses to see it in the morning, so everyone would know how popular they are. Just a little service the Stuarts like to provide.


*Yes...shamelessly ripped off of the "BYU version" of Pride and Prejudice...and NO, no names have been changed because there are no innocent to protect here. Sue me, Jonesies!

4 comments:

Slattery's said...

LOVE IT! I MISS YOU ALL..EVEN THE JONES.

Cliff S. or C. Stuart said...

I'm gone for a couple of months and my family goes rogue! Will I even recognize them when I return?

Brenda said...

LOVE IT!!!! I say leave it up! It's all good, clean, FELLOWSHIPPING -- not just *at* Church, but to and from as well! :)

Carrie Stuart said...

HAHA! So you get extra credit for fellowshipping, then? OK...I'll leave it up (with your permission)...but just have to add that I didn't, and would NEVER call our new District President a moron! ;-) That would not only be in bad taste...but it would be untrue...and I wouldn't want to do anything to put my eternal salvation in jeopardy!