While hurriedly getting ready for our night out for a friend's birthday, I noticed through the window that our truck was in the driveway across the street.
"Andy - why is our truck in the neighbors' driveway?"
"I don't know."
"Is it really?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's our black truck with all the stickers in the back window. And it's sitting in their driveway."
I went outside in my bare feet and backed the truck into our driveway. The neighbors weren't home and I didn't see anyone else out on the street, so we got away with it. Andy pointed to the flattened grass next to our driveway and said, "I think it went that way."