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May 3, 2006

Love thy neighbor

Weezer is in an uproar. She's the old lady who lives next door. Apparently my children threw a frisbee and it landed in her yard. Twice. Dan and I were out taking a walk with the girls last night when all hell broke loose. It would seem that my years of telling people off have rubbed off on Trev and he decided to take a verbal wack at weezer. I am so proud.

Today promises to bring more excitement. In the mean time, I think I need to buy more fireworks and some plastic ornamental yard stuff. It's a shame that she's spending her golden years filled with such hate, but if that's how she wants to go, we're willing to do our share to help.

Posted by krystal at May 3, 2006 6:47 AM

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buy a whole bunch of gazing balls and set them in such a way that when the sun shines on them, the light reflects off them and right into her living room, where she is trying to watch people out her window. Either that, or next time you walk by her house, moon her.

Posted by: Liz at May 4, 2006 9:34 AM