I'll Take The Snowball, thanks.

Living in the 'burbs means neighbors. Its unavoidable. But, depending on where you live its not so bad.

My aunt lived in an apartment in a shady area. I can't tell you how many times i would sit in her backyard and watch one of her neighbor's 9 kids throw their trash out of their windows. Once, one of the middle-aged boys emptied a cup of fruit punch from their second story window not three feet from me, and then proceeded to toss the cup down as well. Their yard was a smelly advertisement for Taco Bell, McDonalds, and Dixie plateware.(Don't even get me started on the USED diapers.)

But I guess I got lucky. I like my neighbors.

The ones on my left are nice; they just had a baby and they wave hello everyday. The neighbors to my left are awesome. I am reminded of this tonight as I sit on my laptop in the kitchen. A window facing the right side house is directly in front of me, and due to a kitchen-remodling project we have no blinds. I managed to forget that anyone coming out of their household could see me, until a large thus sounded against the window. The neighbor that's my age had thrown a snowball to get my attention and wave hello.

Maybe you think this is strange. I don't, I think people should always go out of their way to say hello to people; we all have to live on this earth...why not enjoy each other's company in the process?

P.S. www.waiterrant.net is one of the greatest blogs i have ever read, and my respect for anyone in the food service industry has increased dramatically over the last two days. (you get a similar effect with sparkwood & 21, but she's not a waitress anymore, so you don't get a ton of stories now.)