Ah, to be young...Part 2

Remember how I spoke longingly of youth yesterday?  Be careful of what you wish for.

Someone decided to decorate my yard last night.  Toilet paper.  All over the largest tree in my yard.  Written in shaving cream in my driveway:  "JRS09."  Apparently, no one told the juniors that the seniors that lived here moved.  We were toilet-papered twice already.  I think the Junior/Senior war lasts until prom.  I looked it up--it's this weekend.

So, ask and ye shall receive.   The neighborhood thinks I'm a high school senior...well, sort of...

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[grace]

I guess that's kinda good, right?