Where Rachel stands on her soapbox and yells about the injustices in this world...or perhaps just in Jenison.
We received this nice little gift from someone driving through our neighborhood last night. Our neighbors came over to tell us that our fence had experienced a hit-and-run from a black compact car. I, inheriting my mother's "Detective Dart" genes ,headed out with a flash-light to inspect the damage.
How do you, in your little Ford Escort, "accidentally" drive 40 feet off of the road, through some one's fence and into their yard?! And then, you don't even have the guts to come to the door and fess up?!!
I realize there are much more important and disturbing things going on in the world...but I need to vent.
Our friends who were over for dinner pointed out that it was a blessing this didn't happen in the summer when we were playing croquet in that corner of the yard...an excellent point when considered.
So, I am glad that we are safe...peeved at whoever (whomever?) wrecked our fence and grateful that my husband works in the lumber industry.
But seriously people, let's have some integrity!
I'm just sayin'.
Rant over...for now.