You Tell Me...

Is it because it's August, or the passing of a full moon, or what? Recent observations:

Poop shoveling has resumed since our neighbors have returned home from their vacation (they took the dog with them). I'm not actually keeping count, but this week alone I've relocated over a half dozen piles from in front of our wall back to their original owner (so to speak).

This morning while at our garden shed, I noticed that some young'uns had thrown their trash over the wall on to our lawn. Same type of trash that they left just outside the wall a few weeks ago - Capri Sun sippy thing, ice cream wrapper, and something that was around some sort of 'Barbie' treat, and a plastic straw. Just wait until I seem them...if mom and dad won't teach them, I will.

Oh yeah, and those neighbors with the poopy dog? The dog barks. Continually. If they're not home that dog is barking. They aren't home much. And when they are home?

I heard a loud car pull up at the neighbor's around 9 a.m. a few days ago. It was the boyfriend of the oldest daughter and the father of her almost one year old. He sat in the car. Eldest daughter came out on the porch. Conversation ensued between porch and car. Then she turned around and MOONED him. Glad I had finished my breakfast.

I've had a bad day. 'A' has acted like a spoiled two year old. Mom is barely speaking to me cause I decided that I'd had enough and wasn't doing the 'take them both on an outing' thing. I went and spent lunchtime with the Greenoughs instead. Nice and quiet. No one pestering me.