Thursday, November 29, 2007
in our neighborhood, there have been numerous robberies since september. we aren't gated, semiclose to the freeway and perfect for those who like to hit it and quit it. two months ago, my next door neighbor was cleaned out. he was boytoycentral. 'was' is the operative word there. the gypsies, tramps and thieves are brazen --- at 10 am, when people are watching tv in the other room, etc. i have an alarm and it is worth the money every month to feel a bit more secure.
there is nothing of streetvalue to steal here. the tools, guns & the good stuff are gone. this highalert has made me start thinking about what is of value to me: my children, my garanimals, my artsythangs, my thrifted le creuset collection, fabricstash, all of my collage stuff, lipgloss, my andes peppermintcrunch stash, etc.
last night found me cleaning my house, just in case the thieves come. just so they can't say 'good Lord, woman, you living like filth!' while they paw my round twoquart french oven...but don't even think they are gonna get the chocolate.
i hid the chocolate. seriously.
(annie & i are gonna eat that at dance on saturday to celebrate her birthday in the most righteous way. happy birthday, annie!)