Thursday, September 18, 2008

It is official my neighbor is a nut-job!

Our next door neighbor has always been a bit odd and unfriendly. He and his wife rarely leave their home. Years ago, they decided to naturalize their yard which is another word for "we are too damn lazy to pull weeds and mow the grass!" They have more trees in their backyard than the city has planted on the street. Some of these trees have become quite large and because of over planting they are weak and are a danger to our property. There is one tree in particular that is planted on the property line and hangs over onto our house. Every time there is a storm, huge branches fall in our yard and it is our feeling that one day their tree will be coming down on our house. So Craig trims what he can and we just cross our fingers and say a prayer. About two months ago I was walking past the crazy neighbor's house and he was out in the front yard cutting down a pine tree and he said "tell Craig if he wants to cut down his half of the tree he can". I about had a heart attack, I thought God was speaking to me! Where was this voice coming from? In the eight years that I have known Craig, this man has NEVER said one word to me let alone tell me Craig can cut down part of a tree in his yard! Craig decided to move on this offer ASAP! We want this tree down! Craig decided because of the location of the tree and size he was not going to cut the tree down himself, we would hire someone. The first estimate was a bit steep and the neighbor balked at splitting the cost and told us he knew someone who would do it cheaper. We waited all summer and nothing was happening with the tree project. We decided to get a second estimate. The second tree trimmer comes out and he was concerned about how he was going to remove the tree after he cut it down because our yard only has small people size gates. He asked to go into the neighbors yard. As Craig and Tree Trimmer are talking, Crazy Man arrives home. Craig introduces the two to each other and explains that we are getting a second estimate and ask if they can go into his backyard. Tree Trimmer decides the best course of action is to drop the tree in the neighbor's yard and carry it out through a wide gate on their property. Crazy Man appears ok with this. Craig and Tree Trimmer return back to our yard so Tree Trimmer can finish writing up the quote. I arrive home and Craig introduces me to Tree Trimmer and we discuss the price and we decide we are going to at cut down our half of the tree (which irritates me, we have to pay to cut down his tree!)and if he wants to wait on his half so be it. As we are talking Crazy Man comes out of his house and asked Tree Trimmer if he has a business card because he need to do a background check on him and run this past my C.O.. I am thinking isn't that funny he calls his wife his "Commanding Office," but I was wrong. The next thing he said was "I work for the Federal Government and my house is watched and if you are climbing in my trees without approval you will be shot! Tree Trimmer said "wait, wait what did you say? who is going to shoot me?" Crazy Man responds "The agents watching my house. I have documents that will need to be secured or moved before you can come into my backyard, so give me at least a three day notice." I am doing all that I can not to laugh, I had to bit the inside of my mouth and look away. Crazy Man takes the business card and leaves and we are left with one of those "what the hell just happened moments!" Well, I learned somethings that day:
1. If I need to make some money I could break into Crazy Man's house and steal the documents 2. My dog has not been barking at cats and rabbits in the field he has been barking at Ninjas and Secret Agents! 3.If Crazy Man is working for our Government we are all doomed and we need to move to Lithuania! 4. We probably will not get the tree cut down anytime soon if he keeps telling the tree trimmers they will be shot! By the way, Crazy Man has now installed a huge chain and lock on his gate.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Today I am grateful:


for being alive
for being sober
for my house
for my children
that my children do not hate me
for being a host mom
for the best dog in the world
for the having an ex-husband I can deal with
for a crisp fall day
for coffee
for the sound of cicadas and katydids on a summer night
that i have a sponsor
that i earned an A+ in my online course
that I have a great home
for gerber daisies
for homegrown tomatoes
for brighter days (feelings always pass)
for being married - although times can sometimes get hard
for being a bit different and strange
that I can say I am sorry
for being open minded
for my sense of smell
for my intelligence
for my curious nature
for my ability to laugh and smile
for books
fro great friends
for God
for health

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

This is for my friend Iris Took of Great Smials !

Biggest Group of Geeks!


I saw this picture on CNN.com and it made me smile, could there be a bigger group of geeks! The picture is a of a group of scientists who are applauding because the largest particle accelerator (atom smasher)was turned on at 7:32 GMT! WOOHOO, Smash those Atoms!!

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Julia Child was a Spy!!


Can you believe it!! Julia Child was a spy for an international spy ring managed by the Office of Strategic Services, an early version of the CIA created in World War II by President Franklin Roosevelt. I loved seeing her and Jacques Pepin working together, the banter and disagreements about the exact correct way to make a hamburger. I love how she said she didn't worry about undercooked ground beef or too much butter or wine. She would ramble on in her quirky accent, I will always remember save the liver!
Now, first, remove the giblets - and you really should save the giblets. They make a fine stock for soup. Or you can save the liver and fry it up with some onions for a little snack; or if you have a number of livers, you can make a lovely liver pate, or a delicious liverwurst which you can spread on a cracker - a Ritz cracker, a Saltine ... or rye bread, or pumpernickel bread ... or if you're celebrating the Jewish holidays, you can make a chopped liver and shape it into the bust of a friend ... if someone's getting married or bar-mitzvahed. Or, if you have a little cat or a dog, they love liver. Save the liver! Don't throw it away! I hope I've made my point. Don't throw the liver away. Now, where was I? [looks around the kitchen] Oh, yes. Anyway, it's time to bone the chicken...

By the way, tomorrow would have been her birthday, Happy Birthday Secret Agent Julia wherever you are!

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

God please do not make me like everyone else!


For those of you who do not know me I should let you know I am very spontaneous and a bit of a rebel and free spirit. Some days I have a hard time staying grounded I daydream about what I wish I could do if I had more cash or no cash and no responsibilities. If I had my choice I would be traveling the world eating bizarre foods like Andrew Zimmern ( I ate an earthworm a couple of years ago to prove I could eat gross things) or living in a commune in Sedona leading a sweat lodge. When I start to feel common and suburban I panic, for me there is nothing worse. As I get older I can feel myself slipping into a melancholy because I realize that there is so much I have not done in my life and less time to do it. I see my body change and I feel aches and pains and I realize age is creeping up on me. To bad I have allergies, I could aspire to be an eccentric cat lady!