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Three zones down
I was wrong, the fence company chewed through three of my sprinkler pipes. Three!!!! I feel queasy just thinking about it. On Tuesday the sprinkler fairy was doing her job, but now I need the pipe fairy to put everything back together again.
We spent a great deal of time this evening trying to dig around the posts, so that we could reroute the pipe with a connector. Let me tell ya, it’s harder than it seems, and the pipes are about 12″ deep. What I need is one of those burrowing prairie dogs to dig me a tunnel. Anyone know where I can find me a prairie dog?
If you were at my PITA (Pain In The Ass) neighbor’s party this evening, the ‘view’ would have been my hunk of a husband all full of mud and muck, shirtless, sweaty, and shovel in hand.
Hmmm…. not the view he had in mind, huh?
Buried treasure
Life in the suburbs, what a difference it is from city life. I’ve met my neighbors, and they are all very neighborly in their own kind of way. My neighbor directly next door is a little bit of a PITA, but I can deal with him.
So my new home came with buried treasure. Treasure?? Yes, treasure. I’m the proud owner of an in-ground sprinkler system, and the best part is that I’ve figured out how to use it. 
In the wee hours of the night the sprinkler fairy turns them on, one zone at a time, and by the time I awake, my lawn has had a it’s morning drink.
The first owners of my home put the sprinklers in and used it religiously. The second owners never turned them on, and quite honestly, I can’t figure out why other than the cost of water on the quarterly water bill. I plan to use them, not religiously, but at least a few times a week so that my lawn stays green and lush. Owner #2 was a bit of a dumb dumb from what I can tell and not only did he not water his lawn, he also only mowed once a month and scalped the grass down to nothing in the process. It looked awful. Burned, brown, and crunchy.
However there is a sad part to my story, and it’s that I’m having a fence installed in my back yard, and yesterday when they were putting in the posts they accidentally hit a sprinkler pipe. Eek! My neighbors tell me that it’s not a big deal to fix. We just need to dig a trench about 12″ down and about 4′ in a semi-circle and then attach a new pipe. My Hubby is going to take care of it this weekend. In the meantime Zone 5 is ‘officially down’.
I did my best to alert the fence company where the sprinkler pipe was, and they did their best to work around it, but accidents do happen and I was made aware of this prior to signing the contract.
Anyhow, the fence will be completed on Monday or Tuesday, and my PITA neighbor specifically asked me to wait to put the pickets up until after July 28th because he’s having family in town for his mom’s 65th birthday. I totally didn’t understand why he wanted me to wait, especially since the fence would be complete by 4 p.m., and his party doesn’t begin until later in the day. His lot is on the corner, and his backyard faces my side yard. Our lots are pretty large, to me anyways, at 3/8 of an acre, so it’s not like he’d be right on top of my new fence. When I pressed him for why he didn’t want the fence up (48″ high red cedar picket) for the party he said, “I don’t want to ruin the view for my guests.” I made it perfectly clear that there would be big wooden fence posts sticking out of the ground every 6′ feet, and he was fine with that, but just didn’t want the fence up.
I still don’t get it. My yard looks like crap with only fence posts around the perimeter. Of course my lawn looks great, but that doesn’t really constitute a ‘view’.
Would you have appeased your neighbor and waited to have the fence completed?
Too busy to blog
Up and running
We are all moved in to our new house, 90% unpacked, 75% put away, and 10% pictures hanging on the walls. The hanging of the pictures always takes a while for me to do. I don’t want to make a bad choice of where to put a nail, so I usually wait it out for a few weeks.
The fence people are coming today to give us a quote to have the backyard fenced in. For a couple of my neighbors I think this will come as a relief, especially the one who thinks my Boxer and my Ridgeback are really Pit Bulls in disguise. She confessed to me last night that she saw my Boxer (who was leashed up to my deck) from across two yards and immediately swooped up her son and ran inside the house. I should tell you that Maisy would have had to jump over her 4′ high picket fence to get to her, something that I’m pretty sure she could do, but lets not feed the frenzy.
Hubby reassembled the treadmilll last night, but it’s facing away from the tv, so I have no desire to use it until he turns it around. Although, I could turn on a scary movie behind me and then pretend I was being chased. What do you think?
Tonight is wine club!!!! Yay! Yay! Yay! The wine tonight is French reds, and I’m looking forward to relaxing night with the my friends. I’ll get up a full report on the wines tomorrow or Sunday.
It’s the Wimbledon finals this weekend. My predictions for the finals are Amelie Mauresmo def. Justin Henin-Hardenne. For the men it’s all up the air because Rafael Nadal is playing Marcos Baghdatis in the semi’s, and I want them both to win. 
Crumb. I don’t care for Roger Federer, so I’m going to root for Jonas Bjorkman.
The dish on The Dish
A tribute to my own personal Grace Adler
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