The Mole and Ernesto and Me

I told you this was going to be my next installment.

So really it is only fitting that we would have at least one odd neighbor..I mean think back: the lady with no teeth..the "seemingly" normal couple who wouldn't talk to us..

in our last place..we had a couple who seemed to be living together and I think they had a kid, but they never let their kid outside..I am pretty sure he must have had some kind of "condition" like the boy in the bubble..remember that movie with John Travolta? I had myself sooo convinced of this until we were moving out last weekend and I saw the kid outside with his grandma..turns out he just had a really bad mohawk haircut..maybe his parents were embarrassed..I don't know..
No one talked to us in our last neighborhood much..but we didn't go outside that often..who wants to stand on the driveway? That's all the room we had??!!

So NOW living in a real neighborhood..I feel it's my duty to become Mrs. Neighborly McNeighborson..GOD I am going to KNOW everyone! I am going to get us invited to EVERY tupperware, cocktail party and bbq!! We are going to live it up in Normal, USA..At least this is what I thought until I met Ernesto .
Ernesto is from Spain and he lives behind us. This is NOT why I am writing about him..My sister-in-law is from Spain and she is one of the most stable people I have met..ANYWAY..it's his mole problem. Oh Lord just let me continue.. He has let a MOLE take over his whole backyard and sadly, I don't think this bodes well for his machismo..I told him as much: "Ernesto, you are letting that mole get the best of your machismo!"
He has been very "cool" towards me every since.
I think I may have pissed off the Spaniard.
Well I am sorry! But there are 25 mole holes spread across his backyard. Last week we WITNESSED the mole DIGGING!!! Digging and laughing!!! Dig laugh dig laugh..
Ernesto has done nothing to get rid of him and soon he will be digging and laughing in our yard and then as much as I love animals..You know old "Mr. Will's List" will find someone to come and get rid of him..NOT Ernesto, the mole.
On top of that, Ernesto has a roommate (Yeff) Actually it's Jeff but that is how Ernesto pronounces it..at night he enjoys singing songs on their patio whilst (yes I said whilst) strumming his guitar..
"Will..Will what is that??"
"What? What? I don't know."
"I think it's Ernesto singing. It sounds like a foreign language."
"God..he must be high."
Two days later MRS. Neighborly yelled over the deck: "Ernesto! I heard your free live concert last night!! You were singing in Spanish"
"Oh no! You mistake me for Yeff!"
Shit.
I am not making friends very fast.
It is starting to come to me that maybe I am the problem when it comes to making Neighbor Friends. Maybe I AM THE ODD NEIGHBOR!!!!!!! No..not completely..that chick with no teeth was NOT my fault.

"Oh Jeff! Uh..what were you singing?"
"Jason Mraz."
Shit.
Jason Mraz in Spanish? No..No don't say it out loud. DO NOT say it out loud.
"I see. I see."

In any case..I have not made any friends yet and no one has invited me over for cocktails, tupperware parties or a bbq. BUT I "heard" that Ernesto is having a Halloween party. I thought maybe I could go as a mole..That is if we get an invitation.