Gardening

Today I had a fantastic moment during which an old woman down the street walked by and told my husband and me that our yard looked great and we were good neighbors. This is a fantastic moment because you always want someone to walk by and tell you your yard looks great. Especially old women who have the most to bitch about. This is kind of a funny moment because we are good neighbors because our yard looks good. I mean I thought I'd be good because I didn't play music loudly, I didn't work on my car in my driveway, I didn't dance naked on my deck. But apparently our goodness was predicated on our planting pretty flowers.