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The things in my head go ’round and ’round

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The Leaf Nazi

I miss the leaf nazi.

We had some neighbors who had a different take on lawn care than what I do. Their take on it was the wife would sweep their sidewalks and driveway every day. Let me repeat that. EVERY DAY. The husband would mow his yard, and the neighbors next to him, and the neighbors NEXT TO THEM, and the woman across the streets every week. He would mow 4 yards every week.

For some of you that doesn’t seem excessive. For me, it is on the brink of obsessive, because I figure that if you can still see your dog when she goes into the yard the grass is fine.

Back to the neighbors wife and her sweeping. Fall was a really bad time of year for her, as we have a tree that drops leaves on their yard. A lot of leaves. And they don’t all come down at the same time. The tree is rather sadistic like me. It releases a clump of leaves, waits a couple of days, releasese a few more, and then holds on to a bunch into the depths of winter.

I love that tree.

So imagine my dismay when I saw a “For Sale” sign in the yard of my neighbors yard. No more watching the wife do her freaky “Gotta sweep the Driveway” dance. Shoot.

The house sold to a young couple. And today as I was sitting here at my computer the familiar sound of a leaf blower entered the house. EUREKA!! We have another nazi! Maybe not to the extent that we had it before, but we have someone to devil with our leaves. Life is good.

Namaste.

The Things in My Head - Friday

The things in my head:

If you continue to ride my ass as I drive down this road, I might just have to hit my brakes. Your ultimately newer SUV will not look that good with the bed of my 12 year old truck protruding from your grill.

I am going 10 mph over the speed limit. Get off of my ass.

Peanut butter no bake cookies are a gift from Yaweh.

I have a neighbor who is a lawn mowing maniac. He not only mows his. He mows his neighbor on the other side of him, along with the neighbor on the other side of THEM, and two lawns across the street. And I just finished harvesting the hay in my front yard. He came home, saw my freshly mown lawn, and just about killed himself galloping out to his shed to get his mower out. Not to be outdone.

His wife has this thing about sweeping their driveway.

Namaste.

I have mentioned

that colds this time of year suck ass, haven’t I?

I am pretty sure that I have. The post nasal drip. The coughing. The dripping of crap out of my nose.

I am not amused.

And it is still raining out. My front lawn looks like the field from the opening scenes from “Little House on the Prairie”. And my neighbor was out mowing the four lawns that he mows. Last night. First he does his. Then he does the one on the other side of his, and then the one next to that, and the 2 across the street.

No, wait. That is 5 lawns that he mows. Idiot. With too much time on his hands.

Namaste.