Apparently, there is a man surplus going on right about now.

I'll believe it when I see it. At my doorstep. With a case of Corona.

And a wedge of lime.

You wanna know what I don't get?? "Everybody Loves Raymond"

Everybody does not love Raymond. I don't know a single person who loves raymond. In fact, everybody I know HATES raymond.

So why is "raymond" on my tv ALL THE TIME???? It was bad enough when it was on channels 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and 12 between the hours of 5 and midnight, but now it will be displacing Friends and Seinfeld on TBS EVERY FRICKING WEEKDAY NIGHT!!!

Everybody does not love Raymond. I, for one, despise Raymond. Get off my tv, you despicable little man, you and your nosy mother and your stupid brother.

Out, damn spot!!! Out I say!!

I was watching tv when I noticed Abu standing at the window growling. I didn't expect to see what she was growling at, but I got up to take a look just to set her at ease. I was very nearly scared spitless by a face peering into the window.

It was my three year old neighbour from any one of three houses down at the end of the block.

You could ask the question, what is a lone three year old doing this far from home? I don't really wonder any more. I'm used to seeing little kids running around in the street, and whatever the reason, it is what it is.

I tied Abu on a long lead in the front yard and got to work on a massive pile of dirt left from last year's sewer break repair. I'd been planning for a while to break up the pile and spread the dirt over the entire front yard, and spread new grass seed. As I worked, more kids came to play with Abu and "help" with the yard. In this manner I got to know five kids.

It's a start. It's been a good weekend. With the neighbour's help I got the eavestrough unplugged and from another neighbour I got some sound advice regarding the flower bed. It's good to have the bulk of the work done. There's still alot to do, but in smaller pieces. Next weekend I plan to start planting.

In the search for direction, sometimes the small things are the most important. Sure, I don't know what I'm supposed to do for the rest of my life, but this afternoon I knew that I should get to know my neighbours. God will lead me step by step.

Alas, the day has come to an end, and despite the weekend's hard work, I must get back to working hard tomorrow. Yes, I am a machine.

Away I go. Still have to duct tape the vaccuum cleaner back together.