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The night before Valentine's Day! Full moon on its way!

I met the next door neighbor--sort of! The guy doing the construction work on the house/yard asked me to move my truck out of the way. He had a load of lumber coming in. I moved the truck onto the road, along the side of our yard. When I parked the truck and stepped out, the neighbor was yelling and cursing, saying that I needed to move the truck so it didn't affect his garbage can pickup. The construction guy joined in and started yelling at the neighbor. I thought that they were going to get into it. I moved the truck to the other side of the street. Apparently, after I went into the house the neighbor came over and apologized to the construction guy. He also just moved his garbage can to where there would be no conflict with the garbage truck. The neighbor is a bona fide wacko! In the past, he had started yelling at our gardener when some leaves were blown in his direction. My daughter confronted him and asked why he was being such an a-hole. She told him off and he backtracked.

I suspect there will be more about the nasty neighbor as time goes by. He's a powder keg just waiting for a match. He has this over-the-top mobile home that looks bigger than his house. It's all he can do to squeeze it onto his driveway. When it's parked, it looks like a giant whale guarding the house. He and his wife put on a great show when they return from a trip and have to back the mobile backwards into its parking spot.

Maybe I should make and send them a valentine card--something with hearts and garbage cans!