My sweet neighbor brought me flowers the other day.
Especially orange gerber daisies.
I wonder how she knew?
Yes, I said, SHE. Don’t worry, I don’t have a secret admirer.
Bummer My neighbor, Karen, is in the Air Force and works with family support. She was in a conference about deployments and how families deal with the stress of it all and thought of me.
And she brought me some lovely orange flowers.
Wasn’t that thoughtful?
Reason #1,579 I love my neighborhood.
In other news, Hurricane Irene blew through yesterday. I kind of like rainy days, so I didn’t mind the wind and rain at all. Now, if the power had gone out, I definitely wouldn’t have enjoyed it as much, but since we were fully powered and my unhealthy dependence on electronic devices wasn’t hindered one bit, yesterday was a good day. Caroline and friends played in the rain for a bit, collecting as much Irene water as they could. The last big storm to blow through these parts was Hurricane Isabel, back in 2003. We lived in Maryland then. I remember that storm; that time our power went out, which wasn’t much fun at all. I also remember going to Target the day after just to get out of the house. The roads were a mess and the power at Target was only half on, but that didn’t deter me at all.
In more other news, we don’t have any hot water.
My landlord must be getting tired of me. Between dripping ceilings, leaky showers, a broken garbage disposal and a dishwasher that didn’t drain properly, he’s been here quite a bit lately. And now we don’t have hot water. But, to be honest, I’m not that bothered by it. At least we have running water ….. and electricity.
Sure, cold showers aren’t my favorite, but I’d much rather have a cold shower than no shower at all.
Oh well, at least I have pretty flowers to admire.
UPDATE: my landlord came by; the pilot light was out; it’s on now. Hooray!