This week we’ve
been blessed with beautiful weather – right now it’s a 62 lovely degrees. So, like every other house in my neighborhood
I’ve got every window in my house open. About a half an hour ago the Rap music started. Shortly thereafter the Country music started.
For awhile I paid
little notice…but in the last five minutes a power struggle has erupted. First
the Rap music got a little louder, then the Country was turned up…then the Rap,
then the Country until I finally had to stop what I was doing and figure out
which houses I needed to direct my evil eye towards.
After walking
through my whole house and standing in front of every one of my windows with my
hands disapprovingly placed on my hips, I’m pretty sure the music is coming
from the same place. Evidently the
teenagers that live in the house east of my own don’t share a combined love for
Toby Keith songs.
