Idiots strike again!

Now my fucktard neighbors are harassing the landscapers working at my house.

Yes, not satisfied from trying to collect a pound of flesh that they didn't deserve from the builders... Now, the Schmitts are trying to collect it from the landscapers. See, the landscapers employ Mexicans.. and the Schmitts don't like anyone that doesn't look or sound like them. Charming I know...

They are claiming that the landscapers have infringed onto their property by a foot and of course removed their sod.

Naturally, they are very upset and are considering calling the police. (NO! DUH! This makes what? the 12th time they have called the cops on people working at my house)

Here is the problem though. This thing about the foot? IS CRAP. a bald-faced lie.

Once again, my money-grubbing, blackmailing neighbors are looking for a pay out for something that didn't happen.

Oh, and now they use this as an excuse to sit shirtless on their front porch, drinking beer and "supervising" the work... Since a "little lady" like me doesn't understand how these workers are always trying to screw us good Americans over.

Sheesh. What a twit convention they have going over there.

Inching...

And it is killing me! If I don't get into the house soon I am going to lose it. I had to go over today to accept deliver of (and less amusingly) pay for the appliances... But the good news is that most of the stuff looks fantastic and the builder decided that we don't have to vent it the hood to the west side of the house near the evil neighbors... (although I had evil dreams about alternating preparing really good smelling or exceptionally foul smelling foods to be vented into their yard. Ahhh, a girl can dream...) now the vent is on the east side. WHEE! Soon I will be flambé-ing at will... without any further fear of singeing cookbooks (Julia Child wouldn't have minded).

The bad? Well, the microwave sent over was the wrong model.. it was supposed to be undermounted to a cabinet. Oh and I still can't install my gutters until the fucktard neighbors move... and I am sure that Eric Schmitt was peeking through the blinds or the two wind mirror coating that only the discerning paranoid uses on their front door window to take account of what types of appliances that we got. No doubt, they will be upping their blackmail demand accordingly.

Oh, I did get a nice picture of the filles! And that is considering that they were peeved at me for keeping them close to me while we were at the house. Hey! There were a lot of workmen scurrying around with sharp tools... I think that makes me une bonne maman... but I doubt that they think so.