
In recent news, my purse was stolen (a smash and grab) while I spent literally 3 minutes inside my friend's house! My van was locked, but I left my pink purse on the passenger side seat. My friend walks around to her side, as I'm going to drive on our day of shopping, and woah, glass everywhere! It was done so quickly and quietly. Someone was watching. I felt so violated! I used my friend's cell to call James (mine was in my purse), and he called and canceled my cards. Then, I had to drive with a blue tarp over that window to the nearest Wells Fargo (thank goodness they didn't take my navigation system!) to get a temp Visa so I could get enough gas to get home! The wind pulled the tarp apart, so I pulled over and ripped it off lest it cover some one's windshield! Driving without anything on it made it easier for me to know what was on my other side, so even though it was kinda ghetto, I made it home fine. Then it was standing in line at the DPS forever to get a new license, which was actually kinda cool because I've lost 30 lbs so I took a better picture, and I was able to get my address changed on it, too. So, yay. It was one of those experiences that, you know, is a story to tell, and I learned a valuable lesson. HIDE anything left in locked car. You just have to. These guys are swift. They turned my cell off immediately knowing it might be tracked with gps. I prayed their conscience would be troubled seeing my kids' pics in my wallet (grrr). I feared they had my house key, and of course my address, too, which even though our home was 1.5 hours away from Sugar Land, you never know. James had to leave work to get the locks changed, and then I found that key under Linc's car seat! And, I really feared they got my camera, too, with pics not yet saved to my hard drive, but no, it was at my mom's. One new Target purse and wallet later, one new license later, one new Visa later, one new (well, refurbished) phone letter, one new van window later, one shocked, inconvenienced and slightly less trusting Laurel later, take it from me---put'cha purse in the console, Sistas, just der'it.
Next bit of exciting news, we took the kids to the circus with friends, and I took some great pics, but those were among the ones at my folks', so hold tight until I get'em, AND, da da DA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wendy graduated Sonshine Kids pre-k! She wore a cap n' gown, and I cried. I know she's not going off to college just yet, but she's growing up, my little lady! The kids sang, we parents received special scrapbooks made by their teachers, displaying our kids' work, photos of special days, etc.
Funny story, just a couple school days before she graduated, they had "Water Day," and the kids took their suits, towels, change of clothes, and came all lathered up in sun block. They'd have water slides and all kinds of splashing fun outside! Well, it hadn't rained in about 4 months or so, and had been pretty consistently hot outside. But on "Water Day," it rained. And rained. I was like, "Really?!" I drove an oily bathing beauty to school:
Funny story, just a couple school days before she graduated, they had "Water Day," and the kids took their suits, towels, change of clothes, and came all lathered up in sun block. They'd have water slides and all kinds of splashing fun outside! Well, it hadn't rained in about 4 months or so, and had been pretty consistently hot outside. But on "Water Day," it rained. And rained. I was like, "Really?!" I drove an oily bathing beauty to school:



The time we lived in that tiny town house served to increase our appreciation for a home of our own. 2/3 bedrooms were storage rooms with just enough room to walk to the beds. We had no yard. Ha ha, I remember when James would "take the kids outside for a while," he let them play together in the bed of his truck in the parking spot in front. We were near trains and fraternity houses. Yeah. We made it work though, had to, and we knew that our circumstances were still better than they could'a been. In deed, our love grew in that small space, but to have a yard again is like, well, I'm opening my back door to the hyper-color land of Oz!
We had our eye on a Sams Club cedar chateau, so James spent three nights sweating hard and nearly kicking the thing several times, but viola!








My mom came to visit for the day yesterday, and brought Hattie, and I took some super fun pics, but I'll post them later. Stay tuned!
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