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Saturday, June 24, 2006

Things Unsaid

I get irritated by stupid neighbors.

There is this guy who has made multiple comments on how nice it would be if our yard was finished so that his house would stop getting dirty. (apparently our tiny yard's dirt flies up on his great, big house daily... it couldn't be from all the dust storms we have) Dan and I have made our yard proposal, but are waiting to hear from the great and powerful OZ. So today we started harvesting our crop of weeds that we have successfully grown for 18 months. (our little babies have gotten so big!) This neighbor comes home from who-cares-where, and smirks as he asks us if we are starting our yard project. Here are some of the responses I wanted to give:

"We are starting slowly since it is expensive when doing it all from scratch on your own."
(he lives in a green court where his builder did everything... he just paid a little extra fee...tough life)

"Yes, because we can't wait to get a fence up so we don't have to put up with your out-of-control kids." (picture small kids running wild through the chapel, during a mtg., with no supervision; and this always right outside our door)

"Well, we noticed that your house was getting pretty dirty."

*This is not verbal: leave all the weeds and rocks on his porch.

I am too nice.

2 Comments:

  • At 7:48 AM, Blogger Annie said…

    Miss Lindsay, I am intrigued and desperately want to know of whom you are speaking (but I bet I could figure it out). Being one of the neighbors whose yard is also not done, I am content with your weedage. :)

     
  • At 9:41 AM, Blogger Lindsey Montague said…

    Oh, you missed another train wreck of a conversation during church on Sunday. I haven't decided if I should blog about it yet. Call me. You'll die!

     

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