Sunday, January 28, 2007


Well you guys are more upset about this than I am.

Have I become immune to the rudeness of 20somethings? Do I now expect it? It's rare that I meet (note I am not saying ALL) male or female in that age group that considers that there are others living in the world.

Like the 20something that is living with his mother down the street and parks his truck in front of the only fire hydrant that would be used for this half of the circle. (yes police have been notified)

Or the ones that come into the shop and talk on their cell phones and throw their money at you? (Well okay, they're not the only ones, adults do the same)

And the gal who hired or had the Navy hire, this moving company. Does she care about the first impression her new neighbors have of her? I mean, all the neighbors who stopped to chat with me mentioned that SHE shoud be doing something about it.

And perhaps I've been on the BOD of our Homeowners Association too long. I now expect trashcans left in the front of the house, fences put up without approval, and so much more you wouldn't believe.

Enough for tonight. PBS is showing part 2 of "Jane Eyre" and I've got a pair of socks to finish.

But thank you for your concerns.


Thank you for your concerns Kim and Bess. I did call and leave a message on the non-800 number for the owner to contact me on Monday. Didn't think of BBB. The company is from New Jersey. Are there seperate BBB for each state? I'll have to research.

But I did get the last laugh.....The street I live on is a circle of twists and turns and circles within circles and only 2 actual exits, neither of which look like they would take you anywhere and if you're not really paying attention you even miss the street signs for the streets that take you to a main street.

Bailey and I were taking our late afternoon walk around the circle when the moving van left. They passed us 5 times! Around and around they went. I'm assuming they found their way out, as I didn't see them on this mornings walk.

But today is another day. My drive is cleared. The newspaper was on my front porch. I made over-night french toast for breakfast. And it's our second Fake Isle class. It's going to be a good day!