Sunday, July 19, 2009

Thieves: Scum of the Earth!!!

A week ago my hubby called me from the gym where he goes on his lunch break to work-out. Some stupid freak broke into his locked locker and stole his wallet, cellphone/palm, watch, keys and wedding ring. I was furious to say the least. After cancelling our credt cards, changing our locks and finding a new set of car keys we thought we were back in business and moving on. Late last night a sheriff called Ryan to tell him the guy had been pulled-over and arrested and that he was a "professional" and had been in Mesquite gambling and spending like crazy with Ryan's identity. Sweet vindication turned into a feeling of "oh crap!!!" Hopefully we will be able to figure out what this guy has been up to with Ryan's info and get it all straightened out. How do I refrain from driving down to that jail and punching this loser in the face????

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Broken Door

I won't even bother describing the day I had at Wallmart and Jiffy Lube. Let's just say "NEVER AGAIN" will I take them to the store. This time I really mean it. :.)
When I got home I decided to clean and vacuum the car in the garage while Tyce took a nap. Talan was out there with his little toy vacuum helping me and being pretty darn cute. Then, he found a spare key to the house hidden in some crevice in the garage. He started messing around with the key and the lock to the door that goes from the garage into the house. Before long I hear "Mom, I locked the door!" Fantastic. No problem. We have a key. I will just unlock it with the key that was just used to lock it. Well, the key won't turn the lock anymore. I struggled for several minutes. Then I thought "Maybe I left the back door open." No such luck. Of course my key to the house was inside in my purse. Then I thought, "I'll just open the front door with the key." Hmmm, why can't I get the key to come out of the lock? I contemplate my alternatives.....break a window, call a locksmith, go get a key from Ryan, but Tyce is napping and I don't want to leave him. After several minutes of an intense struggle with the stuck key it finally came free. I opened the front door and entered my house with a sigh of relief.