| Sophie Hearn ( @ 2008-02-14 22:39:00 |
My neighbor is better than yours!
You should be jealous.
Her son moved out a while ago, but she still likes to cook enough food for him, so we (namely I) reap the rewards. She almost always cooks us a meal or two everyday. I was sick and she made me some amazing soup. She also brought over a custard pie and a bunch of yummy tea.
This morning she brought two breakfast burritos and eggs benedict. I guess it wasn't really breakfast, because she doesn't usually get up until noon, so I ate it when I came home for lunch.
She's like the grandma I never had. Not at all like the one that lives in Vermont and comes once a year to wrest my room from me. I wish my grandma would just send a custard pie via airmail and be done with it, or at least steal my brother's room every other year, instead of mine. Then again, I don't blame her for not wanting that room. I wouldn't brave it either. She could at least repay me with some breakfast burritos, not by taking up my couch space and my TV space for watching baseball and American Idol.
My neighbor lives in the apartment building next door. She says when the garage door to the building opens, it always shakes her cakes and they don't set right. Two nights ago she made a cake for us at four in the morning because she wanted to make sure the door wouldn't open and ruin it. When was the last time my grandma made me a cake at four in the morning?
p.s. This is not, by any means, to sell short my other neighbors. I have these two policewomen living next door as well, and they've got some pretty interesting stories to tell. And I have to say, it's always nice to be on the good side of the Berkeley Police Department. Just in case.
There's also this weird guy who keeps telling us not to feed his cat, which I don't. Why would I?
Sometimes I find the cat in my house... I think the neighbor is setting us up. My theory is that he lets his cat in through our window, planning to frame us for feeding it. He probably thinks it's a felony. Maybe he's trying to get payback for all those bottle rockets in his yard.
What he doesn't know is the cops are definitely on my side. They like that cat about as much as I feed it.
You should be jealous.
Her son moved out a while ago, but she still likes to cook enough food for him, so we (namely I) reap the rewards. She almost always cooks us a meal or two everyday. I was sick and she made me some amazing soup. She also brought over a custard pie and a bunch of yummy tea.
This morning she brought two breakfast burritos and eggs benedict. I guess it wasn't really breakfast, because she doesn't usually get up until noon, so I ate it when I came home for lunch.
She's like the grandma I never had. Not at all like the one that lives in Vermont and comes once a year to wrest my room from me. I wish my grandma would just send a custard pie via airmail and be done with it, or at least steal my brother's room every other year, instead of mine. Then again, I don't blame her for not wanting that room. I wouldn't brave it either. She could at least repay me with some breakfast burritos, not by taking up my couch space and my TV space for watching baseball and American Idol.
My neighbor lives in the apartment building next door. She says when the garage door to the building opens, it always shakes her cakes and they don't set right. Two nights ago she made a cake for us at four in the morning because she wanted to make sure the door wouldn't open and ruin it. When was the last time my grandma made me a cake at four in the morning?
p.s. This is not, by any means, to sell short my other neighbors. I have these two policewomen living next door as well, and they've got some pretty interesting stories to tell. And I have to say, it's always nice to be on the good side of the Berkeley Police Department. Just in case.
There's also this weird guy who keeps telling us not to feed his cat, which I don't. Why would I?
Sometimes I find the cat in my house... I think the neighbor is setting us up. My theory is that he lets his cat in through our window, planning to frame us for feeding it. He probably thinks it's a felony. Maybe he's trying to get payback for all those bottle rockets in his yard.
What he doesn't know is the cops are definitely on my side. They like that cat about as much as I feed it.