ICE CREAM MAN

Showers and thunderstorms ending by 3pm. Mostly cloudy with temperatures steady near 75F. Winds WSW at 5 to 10 mph. Chance of rain 50%

Saturday the start of the Memorial Day weekend. My neighbor and I have had big garage sales on this weekend in the past. This year she advertised and I was suppose to lug all of my stuff to her garage in case of rain. When I got up this morning I really didn't feel like doing it. So I just brought over a couple of bins of stuff. She has a whole garage full of stuff so I am sure if we get busy there will be enough to choose from. As it turns out it is going to rain so I don't think we will have much business.

We belong to a neighborhood social site. Correspondence is done through e mail. It's called i neighbor, there must been things like this across the country. We get news of various levels of information to local burglaries to someone celebrating an event. One of our neighbors decided to complain on the site about the ice cream truck that comes through our neighborhood every afternoon. He feels the little jingle it plays it much too large. My husband and I could not believe this. The ice cream truck is as Americana as hot dogs and apple pie. It brings back such memories. The truck comes up our street everyday and we don't usually buy ice cream and we only have one house on our block that has children and we look forward to the truck and the children who come running. One neighbor responded by saying it was a big rip off. He told his kids to call her Mrs. Rip Off. I say it's better for the children to come running on foot and bike to get to the truck and spend $1.50 for an ice cream, rather than walking from their computer to the house freezer to get their 50 cent ice cream. The young lady driving the ice cream truck is a college student just trying to make a buck to get through college. I say what the hell is wrong with these neighbors.

This little bit of musical "noise". is a lot less annoying than the people in our neighbor who decided on their own to clean up the abandoned cemetery behind our house. Chain saws, weed whackers and lawn mowers singing to us first thing on a Sunday morning. My husband had to go out to the cemetery and tell them it was absolutely ridiculous to be making all that noise on a Sunday morning. There has not been anyone buried in that cemetery since about the late 1800's. And as far as we could tell that have chopped down a lot of wild vegetation like berry bushes.

My daughter was suppose to return from CT on Tuesday evening and have Wednesday and Thursday off and go back to CT for Friday and Saturday and then return home at Saturday night for good. This has not changed, she is going to work straight through until Thursday evening and be home for good.

Sunday I put together a little luncheon for my brother and my cousin. My brother brought the steaks and I made Italian Style potato salad, macaroni salad and baked beans. I am going to try to start posting some recipes as soon as I figure out how to do that. We ate about 2 and everyone sat around on the porch until early evening. My cousin brought a delicious cheese cake with cherry topping and I made rice pudding, another family recipe I want to post.