Good Monday, June 17, 2019 to all the beautiful people.
It's summer school break and I don't enjoy it as much as I did when I was working in the school system. Why? Good question. Our neighborhood which used to be very quiet and everyone respected your property went out the door when people from the city moved down to our little country neighborhood. The children don't have any or no respect for their property or our property. They walked through the yard. They cut through our property on their bikes. They drop trash in the grass as they walk through the property. They stand in front of the house with loud voices and carry on conversations that involves profanity most of the time. Can the cops be called? Sure, but by the time they reach the neighborhood, the teenagers have disappeared and ran through the woods to another street. When school closed on Friday these incidents started happening and we know it will last throughout the summer. Signs posted that reads...NO TRESPASSING, doesn't help. They are being ignored or taken down as they were during the Christmas and Spring break.
Don't get me wrong. I love summer breaks for the children and I do love children. These teenagers we are dealing with don't respect their parents and you know they are not respecting us. My DH said he spoke to one on Friday and the young fella never stopped riding his bicycle through our yard. He acted as if no one was talking to him.
My title today is..."Getting Dirty". Do we lower our standards and deal with these teenagers with profanity and threats? Do we continue to post No Trespassing signs and call the cops when they want to linger in our vicinity longer than necessary? Do we just ignore their behavior because speaking to them will cause us consequences ( shooting at us or our house; spray painting graffiti on our property; puncturing holes in the car tires; ganging up on us while we work in our own yard).
Here is the card I'm sharing for today:
Enabler's List
Cardstock: Neenah Creative Collection (mint); Polkadot green and beige from my stash; brown from Tonic Studio; polkadot gold and beige from Hunkydory Vintage Glamour; Recollection grey ; Paperandmore green; and Neenah white
sentiment from Cosmos Cricket tiny words.
die: Tattered Lace 3D Decoupage Gardenia Diamond
“Just like the lotus we too have the ability to rise from the mud, bloom out of the darkness and radiate into the world.”
“The lotus is the most beautiful flower, whose petals open one by one. But it will only grow in the mud. In order to grow and gain wisdom, first you must have the mud — the obstacles of life and its suffering. … The mud speaks of the common ground that humans share, no matter what our stations in life. … Whether we have it all or we have nothing, we are all faced with the same obstacles: sadness, loss, illness, dying and death. If we are to strive as human beings to gain more wisdom, more kindness and more compassion, we must have the intention to grow as a lotus and open each petal one by one.” – Goldie Hawn
Have a great, enjoyable day.
Sending you a hug and love,
Lois
It's summer school break and I don't enjoy it as much as I did when I was working in the school system. Why? Good question. Our neighborhood which used to be very quiet and everyone respected your property went out the door when people from the city moved down to our little country neighborhood. The children don't have any or no respect for their property or our property. They walked through the yard. They cut through our property on their bikes. They drop trash in the grass as they walk through the property. They stand in front of the house with loud voices and carry on conversations that involves profanity most of the time. Can the cops be called? Sure, but by the time they reach the neighborhood, the teenagers have disappeared and ran through the woods to another street. When school closed on Friday these incidents started happening and we know it will last throughout the summer. Signs posted that reads...NO TRESPASSING, doesn't help. They are being ignored or taken down as they were during the Christmas and Spring break.
Don't get me wrong. I love summer breaks for the children and I do love children. These teenagers we are dealing with don't respect their parents and you know they are not respecting us. My DH said he spoke to one on Friday and the young fella never stopped riding his bicycle through our yard. He acted as if no one was talking to him.
My title today is..."Getting Dirty". Do we lower our standards and deal with these teenagers with profanity and threats? Do we continue to post No Trespassing signs and call the cops when they want to linger in our vicinity longer than necessary? Do we just ignore their behavior because speaking to them will cause us consequences ( shooting at us or our house; spray painting graffiti on our property; puncturing holes in the car tires; ganging up on us while we work in our own yard).
Here is the card I'm sharing for today:
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Cardstock: Neenah Creative Collection (mint); Polkadot green and beige from my stash; brown from Tonic Studio; polkadot gold and beige from Hunkydory Vintage Glamour; Recollection grey ; Paperandmore green; and Neenah white
sentiment from Cosmos Cricket tiny words.
die: Tattered Lace 3D Decoupage Gardenia Diamond
“Just like the lotus we too have the ability to rise from the mud, bloom out of the darkness and radiate into the world.”
“The lotus is the most beautiful flower, whose petals open one by one. But it will only grow in the mud. In order to grow and gain wisdom, first you must have the mud — the obstacles of life and its suffering. … The mud speaks of the common ground that humans share, no matter what our stations in life. … Whether we have it all or we have nothing, we are all faced with the same obstacles: sadness, loss, illness, dying and death. If we are to strive as human beings to gain more wisdom, more kindness and more compassion, we must have the intention to grow as a lotus and open each petal one by one.” – Goldie Hawn
Have a great, enjoyable day.
Sending you a hug and love,
Lois
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