After providing a hot lunch for Roo and Hub, I then take the hounds for our midday neighborhood mini-walk because
a)oh my God I need air
b)can you believe it even people with no hemoglobin are expected to excercise (the nerve!)
c)someone has to pick up the trash on this side of the river (and trust me, it won't be the sherriff)
d)it's really sort of fallen to me to monitor the state of affairs in our 6-block radius as neighborhood lurker/gawker for Families on the Edge (think Guardian Angels, but slower with kids and less intimidating--no berets).
Today (and OMG, sorry Ralph Nader, but what a beautiful result of Global Warming today was!) was pretty typical. For example, I snapped the above pic of a full-blown EMT scoop and run in progress (some sort of violent crime, victims sprawled on the grass, street barricaded, the usual). Next block over I had a lovely chit chat about small dogs with "Weng," a delightful young man newly emigrated from Burma (at first his peroxide hair, cigar and Unabomber sunglasses threw me off, but now I know Weng is a warm and charming fellow with a penchant for Chihuahuas).
My final responsibility (besides disposing of the trash in the yawing abyss of the local dental office biohazard dumpster--shhhhh...) is noting the progress of our vacant neighborhood Great Recession homes, making sure to detail their evolution for the upcoming rant over the fence with Skinny Santa or Grandpa Neighbor (remember them?). Vacant homes in the hood evolve two ways, BTW:
1. For Sale, For Sale Price Reduced, Bank Auction, Broken Window, Boarded Up, Crime Scene, Police Auction, Eyesore, Deomlition Site, Vacant Lot.
2. For Sale, For Sale Price Reduced, Broken WIndow, New Windows, Hail Damage, New Roof, Collapsed Fence, New Fence, New Siding, Sold, Deomolition of Any Remaining Trace of Victorian Charm, Construction Trucks, Triplexed, For Rent, Eyesore, Crime Scene.
And that about gets me to about 1:30. Happy Monday.