Today’s Neighborhood Challenge is to find something weird around the place we call home.
Well that shouldn’t be too difficult, seeing as how it’s our slogan and all.
I’ll start with one of our neighbors, God love him (refer to previous post for the explanation of this phrase :-), who began painting his house some 10 years ago, and just decided to up and quit. I don’t know if he ran out of paint or didn’t have a ladder tall enough or what, but he shows no signs of rectifying the situation.
He’s kind of a weird bird anyway. He hoards newspapers and puts his trash in our can because he’s, um, shall we say, too “frugal” to pay for his own trash service.
He’s a nice enough guy though, and I kind of think he adds character to the place. We like to make up stories about the stuff that might be hidden away in his house… pirate treasure, secret tunnels and the like.
Then of course, there’s the folks who are so incredibly festive that they leave their Christmas lights up all year.
We discovered too, when we set out on our bikes to cruise the neighborhood in search of oddities, that excess in the way of yard decor is fairly common in these parts.
So are skulls.
Of course, it could be, that we fit right in.
I’m pretty sure that anyone who saw us at the corner store today, might have thought we were a little weird too. Kids, not in school and stuffing thier faces with doughuts and apples,
while their mama stood in the vacant lot next door, whacking the hooey out of the pecan tree with a big stick, and gathering up her loot like a nut-crazed, well… nut.
Yeah, that mighta looked a little odd.
In other news, my James asked me to tell you that he did not get lost in the mall this afternoon, but he did get new shoes.
They’ve had us dancing and singing this song all day:
Tomorrow’s assignment: special… does that mean like “special,” like wonderful and unique or “special”, like needs a little help. Hmmm… well whichever, we can oblige, I’m sure.