the light at the end

the neighbors are moving. they have been a thorn in the husband's side since several months after we moved here -- just about the time the neighbor's husband moved out and filed for divorce.

she is a really pretty, 40-ish, slender blond from canada and he is a tall, 40-ish, slender greying okie without an accent since he's lived here most of his life. at any rate, she is very hard to get acquainted with which i could never tell was from shyness, or the innate arrogance that the canadians seem to heavily emote.

the two older boys were in school other-where, but the youngest was a senior in high school and was in band and had his own band and practiced allllllll the time. with the windows open. with the volume mega-loud.

anyhow, it got old and (making a very long story short) the police got involved and the kid had a couple of drinking parties and finally got caught and we think he dropped out of school and he had to go to court and it's been messy.

anyhow, another neighbor told us the loud neighbors are moving away at the end of this month. the mother is going to her sister in canada (and must already be gone since she's not been around, which really is nothing new), and the youngest kid (we think) will be staying with his dad and going to technical school.

yesterday there were a bunch of kids over there all afternoon, smoking and playing loud music outside in the sunshine, while the boys tossed a softball around and the girls stood around and the dog was off-leash.

i'm praying for a month of rain.