In the area where I live, there are helicopter moms who park at the end of the driveway waiting for the school bus to disgorge their kids, then drive them all of 20 yards to the house.
We had neighbors, here at my current house, who were long-lost friends of the people on the other side of us. When we weren’t around, they would traipse through our yard to visit. If we were in the yard, they’d get into their car, drive down the 100’ driveway, the 125’ width of our yard, and 50’ up the friends’ drive (on the round part of a cul-de-sac). They couldn’t walk that far. LOL For that and plenty of other reasons we dubbed them the “Hells” and the “Hecks”.
Have you seen the interior of that car? Leather and hardwood panels everywhere. A lot more than that uncomfortable broken down old couch in the sitting room.
I lived a mile from my elementary school and almost two miles from Jr High and the High school was about a block further. I lived a half a block inside the city limits. The rule in those days was that the buses only picked up children who lived outside the city limits so I walked to school (or rode my bike) my entire school days until I was in 11th grade when my grandparents gave me a twelve year old ford pick up truck.
DennisinSeattle almost 5 years ago
Is there a potty area for the dogs?
GROG Premium Member almost 5 years ago
I hate to think what they’d do for a barbecue on the back yard patio.
Bilan almost 5 years ago
Does this mean that Ballard Street is in Los Angeles??
DennisinSeattle almost 5 years ago
Ballard Street is everywhere.
some idiot from R'lyeh Premium Member almost 5 years ago
I hope the Hadleys are at least looking at moving to an electric car.
Plumbob Wilson almost 5 years ago
In the area where I live, there are helicopter moms who park at the end of the driveway waiting for the school bus to disgorge their kids, then drive them all of 20 yards to the house.
Zebrastripes almost 5 years ago
There’s no words….
dorotheac928 almost 5 years ago
We had neighbors, here at my current house, who were long-lost friends of the people on the other side of us. When we weren’t around, they would traipse through our yard to visit. If we were in the yard, they’d get into their car, drive down the 100’ driveway, the 125’ width of our yard, and 50’ up the friends’ drive (on the round part of a cul-de-sac). They couldn’t walk that far. LOL For that and plenty of other reasons we dubbed them the “Hells” and the “Hecks”.
well-i-never almost 5 years ago
The rest area is a nice touch. Missing a porta-potty though.
J Short almost 5 years ago
Kids in the back: Are we there yet?
SusanSunshine Premium Member almost 5 years ago
One has to wonder how often they felt the need to stop for a rest at the rest area.
Note, too, that they backed out of the garage, and drove all the way to the front door of the breezeway in reverse.
Fine control of the car, but the brain…. not so much…
considering that there appears to be a door in the garage that opens right into the breezeway.
Space Man Spiff almost 5 years ago
Love the Rest Area!
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member almost 5 years ago
Have you seen the interior of that car? Leather and hardwood panels everywhere. A lot more than that uncomfortable broken down old couch in the sitting room.
WCraft Premium Member almost 5 years ago
Great idea! I’m going to start doing that to go to the walkout basement door!
Tempest almost 5 years ago
I lived a mile from my elementary school and almost two miles from Jr High and the High school was about a block further. I lived a half a block inside the city limits. The rule in those days was that the buses only picked up children who lived outside the city limits so I walked to school (or rode my bike) my entire school days until I was in 11th grade when my grandparents gave me a twelve year old ford pick up truck.
DCBakerEsq almost 5 years ago
I love my car so much I put it up on cinder blocks in my front yard for everyone to see.
Shikamoo Premium Member almost 5 years ago
They had to walk through the breezeway to get to the car. Just saying.