And a daughter with a weird boyfriend, and she doesn't drive (the neighbor, not the cat or the daughter). She gets up early and she smokes a lot. She feeds all the strays in the neighborhood. Sounds like I know her, right? WRONG. We moved in two months ago and my daughter has asked almost daily when are we going to meet the neighbor? Do you know her name? Why not?
I am guilty of laziness, shyness,worse, maybe even apathy. I am going to correct that today. I am going to take a couple of my zucchini muffins over and learn my neighbor's name. And tell my daughter to do better than I have in reaching out to humanity...