The neighbourhood get together was last night - four families (minus teenage children) from four houses all in a row. As we walked up Jeff said "we all have big houses" and he was correct - we do. Why is that? Why are sububurban homes so large, and getting larger?
The neighbourhood in which my school is located is newer, and wealthier, and the houses are bigger! It is a completely distorted world we live in, with people who have far too much and people with far far too little.
Anyway.... this is only the second time I have gotten together with my neighbours since moving in here 9 years ago. There are so many reasons for this.... but.... it is sort of weird. I have watched their children grow up through my window, they are all now off to college, and I wasn't clear on their first names. Ouch. I hope this is a start toward a new community, as my neighbours are nice, decent, interesting people.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
An invitation
Yesterday, I was walking around the neighbourhood with the kids and saw not a soul - it is always pretty creepy when that happens. Every once in a while I think "oh no, everybody has been wiped out by a weird virus and we are the only ones left", some weird 28 Days Later scenario.
But then I saw my neighbour Paul, and we had a nice chat. Zombie fears were put to rest, for now.
Later that evening, the doorbell rang. Fulling expecting either someone selling something or asking for a donation, I was happy to see that it was my neighbour Joy (Paul's wife). She noted my look of trepidation, and I said that I was worried I was about to be solicited for money. She then invited us to a barbeque, with another family as well. !!! We are bringing a salad; as Joy said, "bring a salad, not money" - funny joke that took me a few minutes to figure out.
But then I saw my neighbour Paul, and we had a nice chat. Zombie fears were put to rest, for now.
Later that evening, the doorbell rang. Fulling expecting either someone selling something or asking for a donation, I was happy to see that it was my neighbour Joy (Paul's wife). She noted my look of trepidation, and I said that I was worried I was about to be solicited for money. She then invited us to a barbeque, with another family as well. !!! We are bringing a salad; as Joy said, "bring a salad, not money" - funny joke that took me a few minutes to figure out.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Summer arrives, the dog is dead
As a teacher, I find the end of the school year super busy and intense. The combination of report cards and extra events is challenging, but this year I am moving classrooms (again!), so I have packed and moved. In August I will set up.
Regardless, summer is here, and I am happy.
It is important to note, though, that the dog is indeed dead. She was old and her kidneys failed, and died in early June. Very sad, however, now that the sadness has faded, somewhat liberating. Pets are a great deal of work, and this particular pet was a lovely lovely dog for many many years but very challenging to care for in the final six months of her life.
Regardless, summer is here, and I am happy.
It is important to note, though, that the dog is indeed dead. She was old and her kidneys failed, and died in early June. Very sad, however, now that the sadness has faded, somewhat liberating. Pets are a great deal of work, and this particular pet was a lovely lovely dog for many many years but very challenging to care for in the final six months of her life.
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