Sunday, June 20, 2010

You can't choose your neighbors but you can choose to ignore them

To the extent that I am irritated I have also had a really good laugh about our little old neighborhood.  Most of the time, we go about our business. Running errands, taking the kids to the park or zoo, mowing the yard, paying some dude to spray for bugs. We have the occasional issue with annoying teens, but who doesn't? Teens can be, at times, pretty annoying. But more often than the teens, it is their parents that are actually most annoying.

We have been doing a ton of work, to the outside of our home. It's a total pain in the ass. I cannot, at this point in time, even fathom touching the inside. But, to have our "neighbors" call the police because of the small dumpster out in front of our house, is simply sad.

The breakdown of the neighborhood has happened. it is gone. Gone forever.

Part of me thought, you know what, I'll bring over some pineapple cake to them. And tell them, here's the deal, when someone lobs a pineapple your way, normally you'd duck, grab it and throw it back. But this one hit the back of our head. So I made this cake with it. But the next time you toss a pineapple our way, we won't give it back to you as a cake...