There’s not a better cover in the world for being aggressively nosey than walking your dog. You can gaze, stare and survey a house with wild abandon. After all you’re just a person ambling through […]
Tag: yards
Death Bed Confession
I’ve got a death bed. Note I’m not saying I’m on my deathbed. But I legit have a death bed and it’s a piece of dirt in front of my house that refuses to nurture […]
Snarky in the Suburbs 