Neighbors

Do you have one of THOSE neighbors? The kind, who, no matter what, just are always nasty and bring out the worst in you? I do. He's just......nasty. I can honestly say that I have tried my very hardest to forgive and forget and act nicely toward him even when he's not acting nicely, and it JUST DOESN'T WORK. He would actually make me consider moving to a different house just to get away from him. But the rest of the neighbors are so WONDERFUL that the fleeing instinct only lasts a few minutes (or days). Is it awful of me to wish he would have a heart attack or something?

One of my very best wonderful neighbors let the girls come over to rake up her leaves just to jump in them, since we didn't have enough down yet for a ginormous pile. We had to spread the leaves back out again when we were done, since her yard is huge and she has a gazillion trees, so I wasn't able to actually help her, but still....she's wonderful like that. I love having her nearby; she reminds me of my grandma, and takes away a bit of the heartache that I can't see her as often as I'd like to.

Gotta run....need to call Grandma for a bit of a pick-me-up.

What a weekend!

Enjoying the first leaf pile of the season
J's cast -- there's not much room left to autograph!

J's adapted well to her cast....finally!
B had a loose tooth on top that made her look like a hillbilly the way it was hanging there all by itself
She pulled it out the next day at soccer. Thank goodness we didn't have to scour the field for it!
Me and the girls

A fun afternoon ?!

Yesterday afternoon was so beautiful....sunny, 82°...so the girls and I went to the park. We were there about 10 minutes when J decided to try the monkey bars. She was hanging and swinging, trying to get enough momentum to reach for the next bar, when she dropped, and landed on her arms instead of her legs. She now has two compression fractures in her left arm. Curt took her to Med Express last night and they splinted it, and I'm still waiting for the orthopedic doctor's office to open so I can get her scheduled there.

She is all worked up; she DID NOT want to go to school until she was healed up (3 weeks). "B can bring home all my work," she sobbed last night. This morning, though, she had a new plan. "I'm starting half days. You pick me up at lunchtime." B is all excited to be her helper, so I'm hoping that all goes well today. I'll keep you posted.

SOSDD

There hasn't been anything too exciting to blog about recently. Which I guess can be construed as a good thing. No major catastrophes, earthquakes, hurricanes, etc. Just your everyday girls going to school, me heat-pressing like crazy, and Curt working long hours. Except that he was working long hours in Florida this past week. Bauer Hockey does this dealer spiel at a posh resort each year, and shows off their new product and schmoozes the guys.

So the girls and I were on our own. And they behaved FABULOUSLY. No tantrums, no outbursts, they helped without being nagged. It was generally a very nice week, except at bedtime, when they'd cry for Daddy. That part was heartbreaking. They even took to calling him at 7:30 am. Which I considered a very good thing, since Curt is generally not a morning person, and what better way to wake up than to hear a perky little girl's voice in your ear?

So, today's agenda: Girls to school? Check. Heat press warming up? Check. Curt lollygagging in bed? Check. Time for a Great Big Belly Boom.