The sky is falling, the sky is falling....

Dear Bloggy,

I am very bored and waiting for the snow to blanket DC. Here is my top 10....

People I HATE:

1. My co-worker Shoopie

2. My neighbor who stole my trashcan and recycle bins

3. The other neighbor who doesn't wave

4. Mr. Martha, the grumpy neighbor across the street who also doesn't wave

5. Elaine, my neighbor who moved to the 'exclusive' part of the hood

6. Freaky people on the Metro

7. Anybody that lights up on a metro escalator in front of me

8. Snarky co-workers who leave crumbs

9. Authors who write overrated novels like 'Prep'

10. Rude accountants

Luv,

A

Two by two, the pineapples entered the ark

Oh I have seen spring! Concrete pineapples are the new harbringer.

I saw two baby concrete pineapples on my neighbor's mini yard. As you may know, my neighbors are quite fond of decorating their brick homes with stark grey 1-2ft concrete pineapples. Today I saw two little ones proudly hanging out. Doing the pineapple thing. So this is the second set I have seen.

They seem to be breeding. If this continues I may need to cull the herd.

Anyway, my neigbor stole another recycling bin. I don't understand how. The numbers were clearly labled using six inch bright and reflective letters from Home Depot. It is not a total loss. They left their old one on my driveway. Guess what. It's mine now. I just spraypainted it. I feel like a Viking. I saw it and claimed it. The end.

I didn't take it. It just seems like they swapped theirs out. I wish this recycle bin insanity would stop. I am going to have to go back to Home Depot to get more numbers and letters. Watch out if you ever visit my house. I am so paranoid about things getting stolen I might put 3 inch reflective sticker numbers on you.

There by the grace of God

I narrowly escaped with my life today. I was on my way home on 395 and was in the fast lane. Traffic ahead of us stopped suddenly. And boom three cars in front of us crashed. We braked. We almost hit the car in front of us. Somehow the car behind us stopped quickly too. We stopped within six inches of the car in front of us.

We called 911 and that was it. The police took care of the rest. The people in front of us looked OK and would walk away. Their cars were demolished.

This has been some Fat Tuesday.