Fun In The Yard

While Nate and Liv have been raking leaves I have been trying to clean up my park strip flower bed. Some of the plants are still looking good, so I only filled up two big garbage bags this week. After I cleaned up the bed as much as I could I decided to plant the bulbs that grandma gave me a few weeks ago. As I was walking past my gas meter on my way to the garage I noticed an odor that smelled like when you turn the gas on to a stove burner but don't light the pilot light. I called Questar and about 30 minutes later I had a technician replacing my gas meter while I planted the bulbs. This is the third time that I have smelled a gas leak since I have moved into my home. Luckily I seem to have a pretty good nose for it, and now I have a nice shiny new gas meter.

An Inappropriate Gift

In my opinion the only thing worse than a weiner dog is a slutty-looking weiner dog, and yet the Barnes family managed to find one on a birthday card. I do not approve.

While I do not approve of the subject matter in the picture below, I do enjoy this promising young artist. The picture would have been better if the subject matter had been, say, a majestic boxer.

Thanks for freaking me out with weiner dogs on my birthday!

This is Great

One of my big pet peeves about Single Guy across the street is that he does absolutely nothing to take care of his house or yard. Last year me and several of my neighbors called the city when his "lawn" got to be about waist high, and at that point he finally started mowing it. One summer a group of girls rented the house next door to him, and they came over several times to mow his lawn and spray it for weeds. In the spring it is a field of thousands of dandelions, and in the fall his three horse chestnut trees make a spectacular mess on the sidewalk, which at some point the local boy scouts or young men's class usually comes and cleans up. The other morning while I was getting ready to leave for work I noticed my neighbor Barbara, who is in her mid to late 70's out there sweeping the sidewalk at Single Guy's house. It wouldn't be so bad if the guy were elderly or handicapped, but he is somewhere around my age and he appears to be perfectly healthy. He is apparently just so lazy that he lets his neighbors clean up his yard.