No really, it is just basil. But I wonder what the neighbors must have thought. I'm sure as in any neighborhood there is that one that is peeking through the blinds at me wondering what it is that I'm doing. It must have been a curious sight to see me, baby in tow on my hip, at 8:30 in the morning (of course hair not done and well waring something that would get me nominated for What Not to Ware) hikin' it down to the corner of the street. I stop and wait for a car that is slowly turning down our road. The car stops and the window slides down. A man picks up a clear plastic bag filled with green goodies. I bend down and grab Mica's hand to make her wave hello - she will do it on her own but not when she is distracted with "goodies." I take the bag, blow a kiss and walk back to the house. The car pulls away and is gone again in an instant as if had never been there. OK I wish all the neighbors could read this post so they don't think I am as crazy as this makes me out to be. Truth be told it was just Steve giving a bag a basil that one of the other administrators had grown in their garden. Steve was out running between athletic fields and didn't have time to stop at the house so we met him half way. Ah well it makes for good neighborhood gossip anyway :) We like to keep them guessing.
