Tuesday, June 17, 2008

What's next?

Daring young men on a flying trapeze? Any day now I expect to look up and see a tightwire strung between the trees.

Which is my way of saying that my next-door neighbors have added to the carnival. Over the weekend they installed....a trampoline! (Complete with safety-netting, thank goodness.) I wouldn't be so fascinated with the cavalcade of playground fun, except that I truly almost NEVER see those kids outside. Why go to so much trouble and expense for kids too young to use and/or appreciate it? There had better not be any late-night trampoline carousing by the slacker boys, is all I'm saying.

Yes, I am officially a cranky old lady.

And, to celebrate, I called the mayor's action line again today--this time to report that the people on the corner haven't mowed between the sidewalk and the curb yet this year, and I can't see to pull out onto the busy street. I mean I really can't see. With all this rain, the weeds are about 4' high, and the street takes a pretty good rise at that point, and I absolutely can't see if cars are coming my way. So I have to nose out into the street to get a peek, hoping I don't get creamed. And then I'm that person I HATE, the person sitting there with her car nosed out into traffic, causing people to swerve around (and glare at) her as they pass. I HATE that person. I refuse to continue to be that person, so...civic duty done. We'll see how quickly they respond.

Then, of course, I'll have to find another reason to be cranky. I have a sneaking suspicion I'm up to THAT task. Heh.


3carnations said...

Is it possible that the kids play outside all day when you're at work?

They're probably going to get you your own direct line to call the City. :)

gorillabuns said...

I'm annoyed for you.

Stinkypaw said...

Every city needs cranky ladies to complain about something so that things get done...

You might be it. Don't hate yourself, someone has to do it! ;-)

Noelle said...

It's either that or cut the grass yourself. I think you chose wisely.

Stefanie said...

A trampoline?? I say now is the time to make peace and force some sort of quasi-friendship with the odious neighbors. But then, I say that only because I totally want a trampoline myself. :-)

nancypearlwannabe said...

The mayor has a hotline for you to call? Why does that seem so awesome to me? Oh, right, because when the college kids leave the city there is trash EVERYWHERE.

lizgwiz said...

3car, I suppose it's possible. But I do go home for lunch, and I never see them. And I never see them in the early evening when the yard is shaded. Or on the weekends.

gorillabuns, thank you. I appreciate your annoyance.

stinky, I am proud to be my neighborhood cranky lady!

noelle, if the intersection was closer to my house I might have taken the weed-eater to it, but they don't make extension cords that long.

stef, I thought about that for one brief moment. Very brief. ;)

npw, yes, it's very convenient. It's like one-stop-shopping for all your municipal complaint needs.

L Sass said...

Maybe the parents desperately WANT the kids to go outside? Crank away, lady, crank away!