Dear Neighbor

Hi Neighbor,

We've never actually met. In fact, we probably couldn't pick each other out of a lineup. Still, I need to apologize for the man sniffing around your property today. It was the result of good intentions, I swear.

As I was listening to my Twilight soundtrack and reading Wide Awake hard at work, I noticed a few puffs of smoke out my window. With your truck parked only feet away, I assumed it was your exhaust even though I couldn't see anyone in it (cars up here are started with remote controls - seriously!).

I went back to reading my Twilight-inspired smut work, not giving it another thought. Until I saw huge puffs of smoke out my window. It looked like it was coming from the front window in your house. I thought surely your house was on fire, and I feared that it wouldn't be long before ours caught fire, too you could be in danger. I stopped the IM conversation I was now having with my boss friend, and yelled to Hubby.

Me: Hubby! I think our neighbor's house is on fire!

Hubby: (coming to window) That does look like a lot of smoke. Should I go over there?

Me: Yes, I don't want our house to go up in flames next am so worried about the safety of our neighbors!

Thus commenced the unusual activity you might have seen had you looked out your window. The stranger lurking on your property... The stranger sniffing your house...

How was I supposed to know that the roaring fire blazing through my mind, about to take out all the houses on our street was really just the exhaust from your dryer?