While bar-be-quing chicken from 10:00am to 10:30am, I cleaned up the backyard, sweeping the eucalyptus leaves with my almighty walis and cutting off dried or yellow leaves from the hanging geraniums.
I heard voices from the next door neighbor but could NOT understand for I was busing myself with activities, such as signing some traditional Mexican songs from photocopies of old piano sheet musics. Plus my hearing is bad.
Tonight, Maw noticed that the sign advertising a painting job was taken down from the front lawn of the divorced nutter. Yesterday afternoon, a red Dodge Caravan with a roof mount blocked both our mailboxes.
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