During our two week July camp trip, we came home on a Sunday to check the house, water the grass, etc. As we were leaving a very official looking 5-ton truck sped up into our driveway. I knew at once who it was and what it was about, since the City of Surrey logo was on the doors. Out power-walks By-law lady and asks to see me at the back, well not ask, more like glaring get-your-ass-in-the-back-need-to-end-the-war-of-the-pool-pump, N-O-W.
I knew there was a reason fucktard Ana was watching us all day, listening to us speak with the "nice" neighbours. Apparently, she had made a desperate last minute phone call to By-Law lady, crying how the pump was still too loud and that "they are going away again today, now". Hence, the arrival at the exact time we were pushing out.
By-law lady agrees with fucktard, the pool is too loud. I tell By-law lady it usually isn't this bad, that someone has kicked the crap out of it. Indeed, the pump was almost off it's cement base. Not to mention that someone has been turning the pump off when we are away because the pool water is still GREEN. But by-law insists we do something before we go....and all the while, fucktard is listening to us from her bedroom window, almost falling out to hear our conversation.
I tell By-law lady I no longer want to speak, as I don't appreciate people eavsdropping and I yell up to fucktard "mind your own business". Fucktard responds, "I can be here, it's my p-r-o-p-e-r-t-y... By-law lady suddenly gets this disgusted look on her face and yells up to fucktard, "we're trying to find a solution here, LEAVE!". Fucktard retreats inside and By-law lady asks me to place a blanket on top of the pump, to minimize the noise.
Thank God, I'm thinking, she originally wanted me to put a timer on the damn thing, or builD a box around it....before we left again for camp. The blanket solution was enough for her now.
Anyways, we come home after our second week and discovered our side light has been tampered with, screwed loosely out of it's socket. Well, you know who that is, right? And I purposely bought a 5 billion watt bulb, too, to shine down over Jesus fountain and her stupid deck. Now it seems we can't even shine light anymore. Hubby is working on an industrial lighting system now, which will illuminate the entire creek if need be. Noise is one thing, but taking away someone's security measure while they are away is so crude and selfish and self-centered disregard for everyone else is just wrong.
Following is a picture of the side light.
I thought I'd take more pictures of the garden.
Sabrina's best friend growing up was Danielle, who moved back to Ontario 4 years ago. She arrived today with her dad who sometimes has business here in Vancouver. (He's a service manager for Air Canada or something like that, retired, but still is called upon from time to time).
Danielle wears makeup now, has braces, plays electric guitar and has always been good at keeping in touch with Sabrina. She will send handwritten letters, in big print for Sabrina, with art work included, little trinkets of friendship. I'm embarrassed my kid hasn't a clue how to keep a friend. We constantly tell her to phone her up, but I think Sabrina is too involved with her new friends to bother with the one thousands of miles away.
Here's a picture of Danielle with Sabrina and Brandon.
Q: How can you tell when fucktard hasn't been turning off pool pump?
A: The water is clear, clear, blue. Finally.
Here are more camp pictures. Danielle and her dad will join us for camping this Friday for a few days. They were originally going home Saturday morning, but Ziggy is going to change plane reservations. An employee of Air Canada can go anywhere in the world, change routes last minute, departure dates. It'll be fun having them.
IT BETTER NOT RAIN !
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