Ok,there is a guy upstairs who abuses alcohol and drugs. I generally have nothing to do with him. Tonight, he was outside with his dog,and they both looked a little thin. He mentioned he only works under the table and their isn't alot of work right now. His rent and utilities are caught up, but he doesn't have any food.

I immediately packed 5 or 6 frozen items in a bag to offer. These are things we don't and never will eat. I gave them to the guy. He was thankful and appreciative.

My husband was mad because he said this guy spends all his money on drugs. I tried to make the point I wasn't giving him $, just food. He is very angry with me and won't talk with me.

Oh, I am a bad girl, again!