Oh the racket

I was reading Kellie's post the other day, thinking wow I'm so glad this hasn't happened to me. Not that it couldn't happen to me or that it wouldn't happen to me, just that I was glad I hadn't had to deal with it yet. Knowing full well my day was coming. Only my day came and it happened in my own yard. Yesterday evening we got home from school and we are walking down the driveway and we climb the steps. Our neighbor is in his yard working on his camper, he is banging loudly, but honestly I don't really notice. Our neighbor is one of those that is always in his yard, working on something. I'm unlocking the door and all of a sudden in the most shrill, decibel piercing, indignant tone I hear, "Hey would you keep that racket down!!!!!!!!" I jerk my head up and realize, yes the neighbor is looking at us and yes he knows it was one of us yelling at him. I scold Hadley loudly (so he understands we don't condone this behavior and so he understands it wasn't me!!!!), "Hadley we don't yell things like that." Very embarrassed I pray the earth swallows me whole, no such luck, I quickly duck in the house (like he doesn't know who I am and where I live).