Wyatt and I went over to the new neighbors to introduce ourselves and drop off some cookies. I figured who could resist this face delivering homemade treats! On the walk over, I silently prayed there were no hairs in them. Those of you who have eaten my baked goods know what I’m talking about. That’s never a good thing. Anyway, they are a young couple (no kids, one cat) from Michigan and were transferred here for work. She was madly painting and hanging curtains and he has his own compound miter saw. The perfect neighbors for us! Of course, when I told my mom this, her first question was “What color was she painting?” so you know where I get it from.
