Our "Veranda"

It's always been my desire to have lived several decades ago. I would grieve the loss of email and my cell phone. I would hate having to wear a dress/skirt all the time - my ginormous hips would only look BIGGER! But ... I wish I had lived in a time when neighbors spent the evenings sitting on their front porches just socializing.

We live in a townhouse community - and don't have a front porch. We have a tiny cement slab stoop. We've turned into the type of people who sit on their cement stoop and visit with neighbors - who inevitably hear our kids and come out 'cause they've learned (over the past TWO YEARS of us doing this) that we're out there with them. Yeah, I know that sitting on a cement stoop is "SO GHETTO" - but oh well. We've formed relationships with the people in several of the other townhouses JUST BECAUSE we've swallowed our pride and embraced our inner-ghetto.

The other evening the boys socialized with BEAR (what an ironic name!) during his evening walk, while we socialized with Bear's "mama" and a neighbor lady from another house.So - if you're the type of person who would drive over to visit us, and upon seeing us sitting on our stoop think to yourself "how corny! That's so LAME!" ... Well, then shame on you! Good fences AND stoop sitting make GOOD NEIGHBORS!