Today I feel grateful and I'm grateful for my neighbor with a giant blue house. I never thought I'd say that because the day her painters came I stood in my front room peering out the window sobbing as the first coat was being sprayed. Seriously, I cried pretty hard. Dustin reminded me that now we'll have to try and sell TWO houses next to a blue one.
The house has been the butt of many a joke but let me tell you about the woman from the blue house:
Her name is Angelina.
Her family lives in London.
She has adult child(ren).
She works hard.
She has lung cancer and doesn't smoke.
She sometimes wears a sassy wig when she goes out.
She brings our kids gifts on the holidays.
Since she's moved in she's given us at least 4 pounds of See's candy which automatically makes her a great neighbor in my book.
She's sat on my couch twice and cried.
She's a hugger.
She's married.
She's friendly.
She reminds me how blessed I am. I really like her.
