Happy Mother's Day mothers.

I did the lawn Friday. Now I need to fertilize and put down some insecticide.

We have a new neighbor on the south side. Retired military. I hate to say it, but out of six neighbors who have lived there, only one was been a good one. I am afraid the new one will remain true to form. Already we seem to have some issues. The major one being our fence on their side of our lot.

About fifteen years ago we had a horrific wind storm come through, blowing down part of the fence we share on the back and on the South side of our property. We discussed what needed to be done with both neighbors and formulated a plan. the neighbor in the back said they would pay their part of a new fence, but they wouldn't do any of the work. The husband neighbor on the South said they would pay their part of a new fence.

I put together a plan, deciding I would construct a steel frame out of square tubing and use flooring screws to secure all the palings. I got a trailer, went to Sweetwater and purchased steel, went to Brownwood and picked up coach's welding trailer, brought the cement mixer from the farm and began building the back fence. It would be a shadow box fence using three inch square tubing for posts and two inch square tubing for the runners. Krl and I did the work, and if I say so myself, it turned out to be pretty. In the mornings it glows and sunlight bleeds through. However, I would not recommend it unless your neighbor has the same lawn standards as you.

We had propped the South fence section that had blown down while we built the new back fence. As we moved to the South side, the wife neighbor came out and told us her husband was mistaken and they would NOT pay any portion of the fence.

Needless to say, I was miffed. After Krl and I discussed it, we moved just inside our property line ten inches, and we dug post holes and poured cement and built OUR fence. When I tore down our front fence on that side, I replaced it with a large double gate with an unique hinge mechanism. Actually, the entire front fence is gate. The crazy thing was that since we had built a new fence and front, a small dog could maneuver between the fences and escape through the front. The neighbors on the South came and asked if they could connect to our fence. I told them no, but they could build to it.

We have been through four neighbors since then and all of them have been aware of the "war of the fences". I will interject that the first neighbor who said they would then they wouldn't assist in fence costs, tore down the shared fence that had remained.

Man, I loved that fence, especially since I didn't have to see it. Heh. I can be difficult too.

The newest dilemma with the newest neighbor is this. While I was busy with Krl and her broken hip, he was busy putting fence palings on our fence, albeit on his side. If he had done a good job, the same height as the fence palings on our side, I probably wouldn't have an issue. However, he used spruce instead of cedar and his workmanship would not get him any course credit in a junior high shop class. Instead of stringing a line to insure a uniform and straight height, the neighbor's work resembles a roller coaster. It is horrible.

I have not had opportunity to talk with this neighbor. In his defense, since he bought a home that was repossessed he probably isn't aware of the fence history. I don't know if I will talk with him, or just take a saw and cut down what has "grown" on our fence, at least to a uniform height preferably out of our sight line.

I wish we lived in the country.

I'm going to Roscoe for lunch, then to the rehab hospital.

The doctor told Trc that Krl would be there at least two weeks. Krl told me yesterday that one nurse or therapist told her she could go home this next week. Huh?

Krl is telling me that rehab is work. They do four workouts plus one stretching exercise period in their day, totaling about six hours. I kid that Krl will be a ripped and buff 81 pounds when she comes out!

Have a day!

FATHER, rescue me.