‘uggh. Just can’t get over it.
I haven’t blogged on the house lately, so guess what today’s topic is?
Chez Rebaud has a new roof with fancy flashing, I might add. Had it completed just in time for the coming winter. Though, it’s been beautifully sunny and relatively warm that past few weeks.
In preparing the house for stucco repair and exterior paint and eventual new landscaping, Sylvain decided to start attacking the Aloe plant in our side yard. After renting an electric chainsaw from Home Depot, he managed to take most of it down. I did my part and raked whatever was cut into a huge pile (to be disposed of this coming weekend). Sunday, after taking Lucie for a long walk to Mt. Davidson, we then focused efforts on the bamboo plants. Advice: if you want bamboo, keep it in pots�because it is a b**** and a half to get rid of. Monday, Columbus Day, Sylvain had rented a gas-powered chainsaw to thoroughly rid the yard of the aloe plant.
I’m excited for the holidays this year! I bought the candy for the droves of trick-or-treaters I hope we will have and some garland to decorate our ghetto support post. Will need to buy pumpkins at some point this weekend and partake in some pumpkin carving. Also, looking forward to Thanksgiving and having a delicious and cozy meal with friends and family. And especially looking forward to Christmas, as this will be the first Christmas we celebrate in Chez Rebaud (we were in Paris last year), complete with d�cor and THE TREE!
(Check back for pictures!)
Neighborhood haps
Now, normally, I believe that all people are good � until they do something to f-it up. Cases in point, our neighbors, A and B:
Neighbor A has resorted to �reserving� the parking spot in front of their house Thursday evenings by placing their trash/recycle bins in the spot�leaving just the right amount of space to park their car there, which leaves me to park a few houses up. Now, I�m not complaining that I need schlep my stuff/groceries/Lucie a few houses down or that I could simply rectify the problem by moving the bins myself�but it�s the principle of it all. Even with the roofing workers, whose truck was temporarily blocking their driveway to pack up, Neighbor A was irritated that they couldn�t move fast enough. Neighbor A has been crossed off the holiday treat list.
Neighbor B was never on the holiday treat list and after some new revelations, Neighbor B will �never ever� be on the holiday treat list. Some of you may have heard the story already�a few days after we had moved in Lucie and I were confronted by Neighbor B, who informed me that Lucie wasn�t welcome at the park, it�s not an off-leash area, it�s needed for the kids, etc., etc. Nice welcome to the neighborhood, huh? After talking with other dog owners in the area, Neighbor B is well known as the anti-dog person. Okay, fine, Neighbor B prefers feline to canine, as long as Neighbor B stays out of my business, I�ll stay out of theirs. Recently, the police have been �cracking� down on us off-leashers. The cops that do make it to the park, seem annoyed that they got called out to our tiny park�again. Since the police can�t tell us who called, it was hinted at and deduced that Neighbor B is calling (from her home, no less) the police to tell them of �vicious� dogs in park (which is completely untrue) every few weeks. Obviously, someone�s got way too much time on their hands. I think that the SFPD has more important things to do than tell people to put their dogs on leash and go home. Besides, it�s not like kids are lining up to play at this park � but that�s another topic for another time.