And on the plus side, they aren’t YOUR neighbors.

The trash bag is still there.  Only now someone, or the wind … ell, let's just call them The Wind, move it behind their giant rock, so they don't have to move it, nor do they have to look at it.

Option 1.  I could throw it away, but then they will expect that we'll take care of all their white trash bag problems.

Option 2.  I could ignore it the way I try to ignore their barking dogs and their noisy lives and their general annoyingness.

Option 3. I could ask them to take care of it, but that doesn't really work with them. 

Option 4. I could blog about it, get it out of my system, and use it as a symbol of who they are.

For now, it is Option 4.  At least the across-the-street neighbors can clearly see that "our favorite family on the street" has now started leaving their trash in their yard. 

I hope their dogs aren't digging under our fence, so that when they are finally off their chains (where they stay all day and all night), they don't hop into our yard.  It is enough dealing with their many cats/ 

Mel Gibson and and Simple People from the Heartland have something in common

According to this news story, Mel Gibson is moving away from Britney Spears because, "Spears, who has been visited by police and family services this year, also has a steady stream of fans gathering outside the gates. "People are always hanging around outside the gates and he is worried his kids might get hurt," a source reportedly said."

Now, I am routinely tempted to move from my neighbors, because…well…this picture says it all. Someone, it could be a wind, it could be a stranger, pushed that trash bag right over the property line.  How do I know it is theirs? I don't, except that it is a WHITE TRASH bag and they tend to bag up trash in white bag, and they seem like the type to not recycle.  But, they have been out in their yard — noisily, of course — and they've seen the bag and done nothing to contain it.  I've seen them mow the yard and throw trash in the yard.

They aren't bad neighbors in the sense that they steal from us or anything.  They are just annoying neighbors because they are … so, so annoying.  I shaped it like a dove/oragami paper crane to remind me to be peaceful about the whole thing/to remember that there are larger problems in the world, like those kids who had to make the 1000 paper cranes and the girl who had lukemia and started all the cranes…and the kids who read the book now and have to attempt to make the paper cranes.  My third grade class was reading that when I got chicken pox, and I had to do all that at home.  (shudder).

The dirt patch is where they ride ATVs (in a not very legal and highly inconsiderate manner,  I might add). 

— The 5'5 one.