Last night we had an Ice Cream Social for our neighborhood, because we had donated the most to the Food Shelf of Burnsville of any of the neighborhoods in Burnsville. It was great fun, there were so many kids there, I didn't realize we had that many kids in our neighborhood. There was a fire truck and a paramedics van and a police car there, and the kids were able to climb on and play on all the equipment and stuff, they had a blast. We had more people show up for this then we've had any at any of the National Night Out events we've had. But this one family, who lives right across the cul-de-sac where we had the event last night, never comes to any of these things. They have 3 kids and a couple of dogs that I see outside all the time, but the parents never come to any function with the neighbors. The only contact I've had with them is, about a year ago when the boys were only a few months old, the husband came over and told us we let our dog sit outside and bark too much. We appologized, but at the time we had newborn babies who cried ALL the time, and a demanding 2 year old, and I just didn't have any time left to worry about the dog, at the end of the day.
So anyway, last night during our neighborhood ice cream social, the unfriendly woman who never comes to any of these functions was out mowing her lawn! The front lawn, no less! If I were going to blow off this thing, I'd have stayed in my house and pretended I wasn't home. I would not have been outside, right in our faces like that. I said to one of the paramedics, what is with the lady over there mowing her lawn, while we are all out here? He said, there's one in every neighborhood.
You don't have to be best friends with your neighbors, but good grief, make an effort not to be the neighborhood b***h!
On a completely different note, I think I'm going to sign Aliza up for dance lessons, at a studio that is very near our house. She is so excited about it, I hope the excitement lasts, because it's for the entire school year -- Sept. thru June, kind of a long commitment for a 3 year old.
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