Friday, November 05, 2010
We have an unofficial 'mayor' in our neighborhood. I'll call him 'Joe'. Joe seems to know a lot of things about a lot of folks in our little subdivision.
He means well and is a very nice guy.
So, I shouldn't have been surprised the other day when Pat received a call from Joe.
"There was a white truck in your driveway for about a half hour with a man sitting in it and then right after that there was a black truck in your driveway for about a half hour with a lady sitting in it."
He thought somebody was casing the joint (to steal my clothes? lol).
Silly me, I neglected to tell him that I was giving piano lessons.
It is nice to know that someone is watching out for us (and just a wee little bit creepy too).