Sunday, September 12, 2010

Won't you be my neighbor?

I never knew my neighbors growing up. We moved a lot (9 times in 18 years) and I continued that trend into college and adulthood (12 times in 12 years). But now that I've bought a house, I've always wanted to know my neighbors. I wanted to live in the kind of neighborhood that had block parties, and where everyone know each other. Where you'd often have neighbors over to watch the game, or be over their house for a BBQ ... like something you'd see on any 50s sit-com.

Unfortunately, sometime between being in college and being in the real world, I lost my nerve to actually meet new people. You know, make friends. How does an adult make friends?

About 2 months ago, we got new neighbors. They seem to be very nice people, around our age, with A BOAT and are possibly sports-minded (this is a plus). Also, I think the wife might be pregnant (I can't tell yet, but Hubby says that the husband mentioned something along those lines when they were both out in the yards). But I can't figure out how to befriend these people. When they moved in, I often waited for them to be in the yard sprucing things up and I went out to get the mail (even if I had already gotten it for the day) so that I could make small talk. But now the yard is done and they are rarely outside so it's hard for me -- should I walk over and knock? What do I say?

I have no idea when she's due, so I can't just go over and bring food when she has the baby. And I'm terrified of going over there without a reason. What should I do? What would you do?

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