We have a lot of odd neighbors. In the 6 years we’ve resided here, I’ve witnessed some crazy stuff. Granted, I admit to being a nosy person. There I said it. I like to watch people. I’m not a stalker, but I do take interest in what is going on around me.

Let me tell you about the neighbors across the street. They are a good place to start. Married couple probably in their 50’s. Very nice and very polite. They moved in about a year after we did. The first time I noticed them flying a freak flag was while they were mowing their yard. Sounds innocent enough, but it is the manner in which the husband does it. Not just once, but every single time - in nice khaki’s, dress shoes, a button down dress shirt (tucked in perfectly) and a belt! Who does that?

He mows their yard at least twice a week and picks up leaves/sticks during his daily inspection. I have seen him out there in the pouring rain and picking up a twig that fell and happened to land on their sidewalk. Oh the horror! He must be sitting in the front window just waiting to pounce on anything that crosses his lawn.

His wife completes him in that Jerry Maguire sense. Frequently, you’ll see her out front picking up air that probably blew over from a neighbor’s yard or rearranging rocks in the landscape so that every stone is turned in the same direction.

We are one of the many neighbors they despise on this street I’m sure. Along with most of the normal people we don’t spend our free time obsessing over the perfection of our lawn. In the fall I can see them cringe when the wind blows all the leaves from other yards into theirs. We used to have a ginkgo tree in the front yard that would drop these horrible stink bomb seeds every fall. My husband mentioned to them we were thinking taking the tree out and they all but offered to chip in. They got a new roof last summer and sent their contractor over to give us an estimate. The balls uh? Wonder what they think of the 960 lbs of rubber in the driveway?

While keeping up with my “bird-watching” hobby I noticed a flurry of activity that resembled a Realtor showing their house. Um? There is no sale sign in the yard, so I look online (public information, not being nosy) and search homes for sale on our street. What do you know, their house is for sale. It even states in the description that there is no sign due to owner refusal. Seriously? I knew they were a little anal, but dude that’s anal. Looks like they will be moving soon though.

Don’t worry they aren’t the only odd-ball neighbors. Stay tuned. Now that it is warm out I’m sure the old lady next door will appear in her bikini clad wrinkly bod to sun bathe in the driveway. Oh yes, there will be pictures.