Tuesday, August 02, 2011
One other reason to love our neighborhood: ice cream socials.
Yes, it sounds like something one would do at camp or at a retirement home, but it was just a neighbor a few doors down wanting to do something nice on a hot weekend day. Root beer floats.
I've never been a fan of root beer. Beer Beer, sure. Just not sassafras. So while there was no float for me, I did go to socialize with the neighbors. It was very nice, even if only about 30 or so showed up. Lots of chatter and a dog.
....and one non-neighborhood couple that kind of skeeved me out.
Don't get me wrong, they were nice and everything, but they came with other neighbors. They had looked at our house before it became our house. Mind you, we've lived here for over six years and they said they looked at it about a year before we purchased the home. The lady knew everything about the house - even to this day. Room lay-outs, number of rooms, sizes, colours - everything.
She knew more about our house than I think we do. She told me all about her plans to renovate the place. I'm not sure why it creeped me out, but it did.
Speaking of ice cream, we are making our own. Or will attempt to. We got a decent deal on a home maker and figured we'd try it. I don't know how it will turn out, but we have some recipes to try out - we'll start simple and go from there. Naturally, I'll blog it through so you can see what and how we have done.
Song by: Sarah McLachlan