after a year in our lovely little house, i finally hung out with one of our neighbors last night. i had just got off the treadmill, and was still wearing sweaty workout clothes. i also happened to be watching american idol (i sure hope fantasia won, i only saw like 2 shows, but she has talent), and knitting. i am such a loser. and i was a mess. but anyway...

suddenly there is a knock on my door, and our neighbor - we'll call him n - is standing there with two cans of pbr. he exclaims that it is unforgiveable that we never hang out, and he hands me a beer.

a trip to the big guy's bar, and a few pbr's later, we return to his place to hang out with his fiancee, his dog sasha and well... now i have someone from which to borrow a cup of sugar. and some new, smart friends. fabulous.