Can Brownies Save the Day?

When Mr. March got home Tuesday night the neighbor came knocking at the door to let him know the dogs had been barking. His wife had a headache and the other neighbor's wife was also very upset.

It makes me long for the days when we bought this house. None of the other houses were built. I could see the mountains from my front window. Beyond our backyard fence there was a large field where the girls would dig in the dirt. Now, everything is crowded.

I think back to waking up at 5:30 am every morning last summer when the contractors were putting up an addition on the house next door. Nothing like waking up to big machines and pounding hammers. But it never occurred to me to go yell at them about it! I mean, that's life stuff happens. And this went on for months!!! I didn't go get all the other neighbors involved either!

Did I mention that until their dog died it barked all the time? Again, not worth mentioning. Dogs bark.

So now that I am done whining. We are making brownies. The girls are going to take them to the neighbors and say they were sorry for how noisy the dogs have been. Hopefully this will bring peace to the neighborhood. I mean, can you really stay mad at little girls who come bearing plates of brownies made from scratch? I know I can't. Cross your fingers that we will be bring peace.

I hate the sick feeling I am getting in my stomach when I come home. I'm just sure that I am going to get yelled at!