You Know You Live in the Ghetto If...

I love where I live... most of the time.  I am surrounded by some amazing neighbors who are so talented and fun to be around.  It doesn't hurt that they are in the same boat as Lundon and me (going to school, starting a family, etc.).   The manager is awesome too:). However, I have a few neighbors that make living here feel like the ghetto.  So, I have come up with a list of tell-tale signs that you live in the ghetto, based off of my real-life experiences.   

You know you live in the Ghetto if...

• you have a neighbor dog that poops on your door-mat/sidewalk once a week
• you see the neighbor kids throwing rocks at geese instead of bread
• you give the kids bread to throw to the geese  but they eat it instead because they're so hungry
• there is a stabbing right outside of your apartment the night you move in
• you feel lucky to have made it 2-1/2 years before your car gets broken into*
• the police are too busy to file a report when your car finally does get broken into

These are just some of the things that keep me looking forward to the day that we can move into a house.  Yay!  There is a light at the end of the tunnel.

*Yes, our car was broken into this morning and it is very annoying.  They didn't take anything except for an i-pod, and Lundon's backpack.  Luckily all that was in his backpack were a few textbooks, a blood pressure cuff and an epi pen.  I'm sure they won't be using any of those items.  We are out $130.00 for a broken window.