After a while, I started to wonder about the cars next door. Where were the people? Maybe they had walked down to the edge of the property? I peeked out the back windows, but didn't see anything. Then my curiosity really kicked in. So I did what any sane, rational person would do. I wiped off my Emmitt Kelley face and put on a bra, and then sent Pepper out to the mailbox with some letters to be mailed. With her dragon face on. Then she couldn't get the mailbox open, so I had to go out there. Which, since she isn't quite tall enough to get proper leverage on the mailbox, was not totally unexpected. Do you know why I couldn't see the people? Because they were standing in our yard, so they wouldn't get their feet muddy, like 3 feet from the corner of our house. They also refused to even turn and look at us, although I saw one of the realtors looking askance at Pepper. Heh. We have a small, small front yard, so these people were only like 25 feet away, and yet they stood there like I and my house and my lizard-child were invisible. You know what I did next, right? I tore into my bathroom and stood with my ear against the window to eavesdrop! I didn't hear much, however, only general blah blah blah about homeowners associations dictating the look of the windows they could use and how the realtors would have to go get the paperwork back at the office to look that up, and I felt like jumping out and offering helpfully that we actually don't have a homeowners association yet, because the builder won't get off his ass to relinquish all the paperwork and filing to us, and we've actually had to hire a lawyer to try to make sure he's been filing the taxes for the association...and no, I didn't do that. I draw the line at active sabotage, but I damn sure have no qualms about letting prospective buyers know what they are getting into. Anyone building a house next door to us will have small children outside shrieking and throwing balls and arguing about whose turn it is to use the bubble wand. Although I knew one of the people had gotten an eyeful of Dragon Girl, I was seriously contemplating how fast I could get Peanut dressed and haul both kids out into the driveway for more of the "This Is Who Your Friendly, Loud, And Possibly Insane Neighbors Will Be If You Purchase This Lot" show. Just then, I saw them loading up into the cars, right as the one other family up the street with small kids came walking down the street. The cars were just pulling away, though, so I'm not sure they got a look at the other family. They sure got a look at mine, though. Heh.