sorry that i suck at blogging these days,
i haven't been feeling as inspired as i used to be.
i don't know why, i still love the folks, and i still see quirks in my everyday life, but for some reason it seems to be getting lost in all the stress and craziness of the house.
but i'm going to try harder, I promise
(and at least I'm still doing better than you Em! aha)
but I did realize some hilarity in my life today,
in the form of my hickville dirt next door neighbours.
the neighbours i called the cops on when they were setting off fireworks on their front lawn underneath the phone lines.
or the neighbours that brought me an incredible amount of laughter when I got to play "how many cars do the next door neighbours actually have" last spring when the snow melted and revealed more and more hidden automobiles.
and then, last week, I drove by to see one of the children (no one is really confident how many children actually live here) on the front lawn naked climbing into one of the unusable vehicles. I might have peed myself a little I was laughing so hard, does this 13 year old kid have no pride?!
well anyways, last spring I counted 9 vehicles on their property, and this year there is less, around 5. However, a new, significantly more beat up vehicle has now made it on to the lot.
and yet, i see the dad working on this piece of junk all the time! the front is wrecked, the driver's door has been replaced and the rear bumper is a piece of abstract art, so of all the vehicles for my crazy neighbour to try and make work, why would he pick this one?
but it occurred to me was i was sitting on the couch in the living room after dinner today.
that car needs the most care - he doesn't see them as simple stupid wastes of time like I might, they're his projects, and this one needs the most attention right now.
aren't we all kind of like that?
sometimes i look at my life and think, i've been that junker, the big waste of time.
growing up being told you're useless and not worth it gets to you, and then add being hit and thrown around a bit and you've got quite the fragile young girl.
but people took the time for me, and helped fixed me up. made me the stronger and independent woman that i am today.
I don't know why people chose to invest in me, when it would have been way easier to brush me aside and take the time on people with more evident potential,
but i'm thankful that they did.
so, you go for it awkward redneck neighbour next door.
you fix that car!
- ella faye