The cops?

I was just about to leave to go to a blogger and podcaster's meeting yesterday - we now do a monthly get together - when my dad calls me up yesterday and tells me that the cops just left his house. Now, I got the story from him about the guy down the street burning leaves over and over again and how several people in the neighborhood have been sick or just coming back from surgery but I did not get the story still on how the cops wound up at his door.

I'm supposing that they were there because my dad went over to the guy's house and told him he'd better stop burning them damn leaves... My dad is a Harley rider and a Teacher. Funny.

My step mother, who is the loveliest step mother there ever could be, is knitting. She says she is a knitting fool.

The children have all gone to their aunts for the weekend. What have I done? Oh, I've been quite the slug the last week. I've really had a busy schedule. I' ve attended to dinners, had a blogger's and podcaster's meeting and visited with my friends family. We watched some pay per view fight last night. Don't ask me what it was called or who was in it. That's how interested I was.

I did get my paypal account set up so perhaps on another blog I might start soliciting donations.
My sisters have completely ignored my requests to send me their emails and participate in the Robison Family Blog. I suppose I'm going to have to resort to shaming them into doing it. You bad, bad sisters.

Just another day in the life of me.