Like a good neighbor...

My mother-in-law has left. I have recuperated from her visit. My house is once again in order and calmness now prevails. Time for a deep sigh.

ahhhhhhhhhhh

There, now didn't that feel better?

Why, yes. Yes, it did.

Now that things are back to normal (or what passes for normal around here) I am spending the day baking cookies for the new neighbors who have moved in today a few houses down. I know that they are working their tushes off unloading the u-haul truck in a really hot and humid day. Wouldn't it be a nice treat to have a few homemade chocolate chip cookies dropped by?

Yeah, I thought so too.

It's very important to me that we go over and welcome the new neighbors to the 'hood, because when we moved in no one welcomed us. We have been here a few months, and we still don't know our neighbors. That is a complete turn around from Vegas, where we knew everyone in the neighborhood, and everyone was very friendly and welcoming. I'm not sure if it is just the neighbors around here of a southern thing, but we just haven't found a lot of friendly people around here.

And that is a sad thing. A very sad thing.

3 comments:

Chickie said...

My favorite part of going "home" to Oklahoma in the summer is that when you're driving - everyone waves at each other.

Maybe you can make your neighborhood nice!

Dayle Winnifred said...

I wave at everyone when we are out driving, or someone drives by - its what we did in Nevada - and people look confused when I do that. Don't people wave here?

Mindy said...

Floridians are a very conserved bunch. I live in Sarasota where we call it geriatric central because all the retirees live here. If you want to start meeting people, you will have to be the one to initiate it. But I have a feeling you will be very successfull! Welcome to Florida by the way:)

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