Lard with sugar? I laughed so hard my side hurt. If anyone ever gave me a white chocolate bunny in my Easter basket, I think I'd burst into tears of despair...

Okay, so my Good Samaritan act blew up in my face. I got home from the gym (to find Mr. Wonderful grinning from ear to ear and waving enthusiastically--he was genuinely happy to see me) and saw that both my neighbors were pruning bushes and doing some heavy yard work. The W looked up at me and sadly walked inside.

Mr. W. commented, "Wow, what's wrong? She looks sad!"

I said, "Yep, because I mowed her lawn and D18 squealed on me."

He looked at me incredulously and exclaimed, "What? What did you do that for?"

I commented, "It's a long story, I don't feel like going into it and I'm not sure you'd understand. I need to go do some post-mowing PR stat."

D7 followed me over. The H told me to ring the doorbell. He looked exhausted. She answered the door and looked like she was going to cry. I gave her a hug and said, "D18 squealed, didn't she?" She answered soberly, "Yes."

I replied, "T, I DID do it but not for the obvious reasons and when I tell you why, I know you'll understand. I'd have let the entire act go by anonymously if only your D18 hadn't squealed."

After I told her my personal reasons for doing an act of charity, she smiled and said, "Betsey, I'm SO glad you came over. And I DO understand! I was really saddened that you would use such a passive aggressive method to tell me something."

We had a good chat and then she promised to grab her lawn chair on Wednesday (weather permitting) and come hang out with me in the driveway and catch up. Her H leaves for New York tomorrow... I found out that he's been on the road for the past 8 weeks solid, and they are both wiped out. Now I'm REALLY glad I mowed it for them!

TTFN.

Betsey


"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."

Albert Einstein