Morning all! We had a good weekend. I got my husband up on Saturday and made him go play racquet ball with me - it was a good hour workout and lots of fun.
Sunday we went to my daughter's Christmas program at school - it was cute, the kids sang and had fun. I got most of the Christmas stuff wrapped and almost all the shopping done.
One of the Grandmothers from Florida sent Piper a gingerbread castle to build (a lot like a gingerbread house, but pink). We made that Saturday and I did great - did not taste-test anything. I'm not a sweet eater, but I did not realize how much of a habit it is to lick your fingers when you have gooey baking stuff on them - I had to stop myself several times and go wipe it all off.
We got the Christmas lights hung this year for the first time in a few and the house looks good. Surprisingly, most of the neighborhood hung lights this year, which normally there's only 2-3 other houses that do. Of course the light war between me an my neighbor has already erupted. We hung more light's than him, so he showed up with new stuff yesterday.
Don't think I've blogged about my idgit neighbor before - but around 5-6 years ago, he decided to not only get his son a drum set, but let him practice it on the back patio facing our house so that it echoed throughout our home. We tried to talk to him about it, since it was loud, kept me and my family up, and he played all hours of the day and night, etc. his moron response was "well Ben's kid's used to have a band in the garage and we never complained". Well moron - 1) Ben is the previous home owner and had not lived there in several years, we do and 2) I don't give a f*** what the previous owners did, at least there's was indoors, which is the problem. Finally, because of his inability act like an adult, began calling the police every time the drums started to go off, which was every day for a while. He even started yelling at us one day that none of the other neighbors complain - which resulted in several houses down the street telling him that they hear it too - and they would start calling the police as well - after several visits from the police and a couple of tickets, he moved the drum-set to the garage (smart-move).
As you can guess, it's been down hill ever since - petty pissing contests over the grass height, falling trees, who's landscaping is better. Ever since, anytime I do yard work and plant flowers, he comes out, sees what I'm doing - leaves, then comes back with even more flowers for his yard. If I mow, he comes along the property line and intentionally mows just a little shorter (I've seen him adjust the mower height). I don't really care - we find it comical, and it just makes him angrier, especially since our house and yard always looks better better. This past summer, I hired someone to mow the yard each week, because my life was too busy - he could not stand it that our yard was well manicured and scalped his by cutting it shorter than ours and mowing 2x's a week - by the time July and August hit, it was all dry and dead since he cut it too short for our hot Texas summers.
We put a rock creek along the side of our house to help with drainage and planted bushes on the property line last year - it looks great, but again pissed him off. I think it's because the bushes separate our yard from his and the creek is something he does not have in his yard to compete with. We got the impression when the bought the house from the previous owners 9 years ago, that there was some kind of rivalry between them.
I stayed on plan this weekend, in the box and all that jazz. Since it's gotten colder I've been hooked on the soups - which substitute for a shake, but have more sodium in them. I think the sodium has come back to haunt me because yesterday the scale read 263 and this morning it was 267. Oh well - I figured it would take a week or two to undo the damage I made from taking last weekend off.
Sunday we went to my daughter's Christmas program at school - it was cute, the kids sang and had fun. I got most of the Christmas stuff wrapped and almost all the shopping done.
One of the Grandmothers from Florida sent Piper a gingerbread castle to build (a lot like a gingerbread house, but pink). We made that Saturday and I did great - did not taste-test anything. I'm not a sweet eater, but I did not realize how much of a habit it is to lick your fingers when you have gooey baking stuff on them - I had to stop myself several times and go wipe it all off.
We got the Christmas lights hung this year for the first time in a few and the house looks good. Surprisingly, most of the neighborhood hung lights this year, which normally there's only 2-3 other houses that do. Of course the light war between me an my neighbor has already erupted. We hung more light's than him, so he showed up with new stuff yesterday.
Don't think I've blogged about my idgit neighbor before - but around 5-6 years ago, he decided to not only get his son a drum set, but let him practice it on the back patio facing our house so that it echoed throughout our home. We tried to talk to him about it, since it was loud, kept me and my family up, and he played all hours of the day and night, etc. his moron response was "well Ben's kid's used to have a band in the garage and we never complained". Well moron - 1) Ben is the previous home owner and had not lived there in several years, we do and 2) I don't give a f*** what the previous owners did, at least there's was indoors, which is the problem. Finally, because of his inability act like an adult, began calling the police every time the drums started to go off, which was every day for a while. He even started yelling at us one day that none of the other neighbors complain - which resulted in several houses down the street telling him that they hear it too - and they would start calling the police as well - after several visits from the police and a couple of tickets, he moved the drum-set to the garage (smart-move).
As you can guess, it's been down hill ever since - petty pissing contests over the grass height, falling trees, who's landscaping is better. Ever since, anytime I do yard work and plant flowers, he comes out, sees what I'm doing - leaves, then comes back with even more flowers for his yard. If I mow, he comes along the property line and intentionally mows just a little shorter (I've seen him adjust the mower height). I don't really care - we find it comical, and it just makes him angrier, especially since our house and yard always looks better better. This past summer, I hired someone to mow the yard each week, because my life was too busy - he could not stand it that our yard was well manicured and scalped his by cutting it shorter than ours and mowing 2x's a week - by the time July and August hit, it was all dry and dead since he cut it too short for our hot Texas summers.
We put a rock creek along the side of our house to help with drainage and planted bushes on the property line last year - it looks great, but again pissed him off. I think it's because the bushes separate our yard from his and the creek is something he does not have in his yard to compete with. We got the impression when the bought the house from the previous owners 9 years ago, that there was some kind of rivalry between them.I stayed on plan this weekend, in the box and all that jazz. Since it's gotten colder I've been hooked on the soups - which substitute for a shake, but have more sodium in them. I think the sodium has come back to haunt me because yesterday the scale read 263 and this morning it was 267. Oh well - I figured it would take a week or two to undo the damage I made from taking last weekend off.
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