So I'm sitting here on my front porch (ok, the slab of concrete in front of my door, I don't know that I could call it a porch) watching my kids mow the lawn. I knew having 3 boys would pay off!
But anyway, the purpose of this entry is to talk about porch sitters. I do not make it a habit to sit on my front porch and hang out. I prefer to sit on my back patio (okay, another slab of concrete) in the early mornings to enjoy some peace and quiet (well I did until all the dogs moved in) or whenever my kids want to play games in the backyard. Basically, I don't hang out on my front porch.
Many of my neighbors do. Which is fine, one of my neighbors has a nice tall table that he sits at in the dark sipping his beer a few nights a week. He's kind of inconspicuous because he has a tree in front of his house so you can't really see him.
We have some neighbors who just moved in recently who have a longer slab in front of their house and they are what I would refer to as serious porch sitters. I had noticed them before when I drove by their house. You can't really miss a group of people sitting there watching you as you drive by. While Kev was home on leave, the lady of the house came to ask if we wanted some plants to put in our front yard (hello, we had just pulled up all the "plants" from our yard, why would we want more?). But anyway, after she had talked to Kevin, he went in and she was talking to me. She is one of those people who think they are helpful but they really aren't, though I admire her enthusiasm. She mentioned that she noticed I leave my house a lot. I simply said yes. She went on to tell me that she notices I cut it close when I take my kids to school. Seriously? That is kind of creepy. I simply replied, wow, that is pretty stalkerish of you! She kind of just looked at me and then said she had to get back to her yard.
Now as I drive by and they are sitting on the porch, I wave whether it's 8:25 a.m. or some other time of the day.