the neighbors have been real big honkers lately, and when one of the boys rolled up and honked at 11 o'clock the other night, my husband went out to ask if they could refrain from waking my kids up with their laziness. this led to the offender laughing and laying on his horn for about 10 seconds, which obviously agitated my husband just a touch. some words were being exchanged when i popped out to witness the commotion. my horribly offended neighbor hollered in a fit of emotional turmoil:
'Hey, you're white! why don't you go inside and read a f*cking book!?!'
i laughed. i cried. it was a beautiful day in the neigborhood.
this is Baby Emily:
she's been hanging out with us alot. her mom is my neighbor and my friend. she is 34 and got diagnosed with Stage IV skin cancer on her daughter's first birthday. she doesn't have insurance so all of her (exceptionally slow) care is coming from Harris County. it's so damn sad i can't stand it, and i'm notoriously bad at dealing with things like this. all i know how to do is take care of kids and babies, so i'm taking care of Emily.
i've decided on my life goal. when i retire, i want land in the Texas Hill Country. i'm going to raise Borzois and write a novel.
