Three New CarSeats…

Did I mention that we bought THREE new car seats???

I totally wish I had known before buying the girls convertible car seats that we’d need to purchase new seats within a year! So I drive a Toyota Highlander. I love it. Love Love Love it!!! Only problem about it is that our current Evenflo Symphonys and a regular “pumpkin” seat won’t fit in the middle seat. We’ve got a third row but unless one of our daughters loses her legs (God Forbid!) she wouldn’t fit in the third row at all…

It was either buy a new car (yikes!!) OR get new carseats that will fit! So, new carseats it was! We ordered three Radian carseats. They are apparently only 17 inches wide which means all three will fit in my middle row… Cool!! We got them from BabiesRUs (yes, the very company I still hate) and they are FINALLY shipped on their way. I think they’ll come on Monday. I’m excited to get them installed so we can get used to all the PINK that will be in the car.

I can’t believe I’ll have THREE, PINK car seats in my car. I hate pink. BUT on “Cyber Monday”, all car seats were 20% off (at BBrUs) PLUS we got 10% off for the multiples discount, so considering the pink ones were the cheapest option – in addition to all the %’s off – we had to go pink. Anything for a deal, right?

Anyone else have three Radians in their car? How do you like them?

Lost Intentions & Naughty Boys & Random Thoughts…

So I intended to write all about Thanksgiving. And about, oh, a hundred other things. And I haven’t yet. I honestly haven’t had the energy. So I’ll just stick to the randoms…

Thanksgiving was… fun! The girls ate all their turkey and pumpkin pie but could have cared less for green bean casserole and stuffing. I can’t believe they’re my kids and they don’t like GB Casserole and Stuffing. Who are they?

(Skip to the Bottom of the Post for the Random Thoughts if you don’t want to read about the Naughty Boys… cause it’s lengthy, and obviously a rant.)

Hubby’s cousins also came to dinner. And they brought their three boys with them. They are ages 3, 2, and 3 weeks. The 3-week-old was very well behaved (haha). I cannot say the same for the 3 and 2 year olds. The 2 year old is actually just a day younger than Juniper & Magnolia… anyways, so… So the boys were so… I don’t know the word. They were the worst behaved children I’ve ever seen. O. M. G. They wouldn’t sit in chairs at the dinner table and spent most of our “pleasant” Thanksgiving dinner, running around the kitchen, SCREAMING their heads off, refusing to eat food, and basically just causing minor troubles and annoyances. According to their parents (Hubby’s cousins) the boys “won’t sit in a highchair” which is why they were given chairs at the table on which to sit. Now. Here’s my problem with this. What do you mean “they won’t sit in a highchair”? They’re 3 and 2 years old. Put them in the highchair, strap them in, and VOILA! They’re sitting in a highchair. Have your children no respect for a rule? I mean, really? I know they’re young, but I don’t believe they’re too young at this point.  And sure there are times when Junie & Mags misbehave. There are times when they don’t want to eat their dinner. But those are also the times when we discipline, when we say “NO.”, when we tell them “Okay. You don’t have to eat dinner, but you do have to sit in your chair until everyone else is done.” My children don’t scream obnoxiously during dinner time. They eat their dinner.

At one point, the 3 year old climbed into my MIL’s chair while she was fixing herself seconds… so the kids parents say “Hey, get out of Aunt C’s chair” and the kid? He goes “NO.” And so the parents, instead of insisting he get out or receive a Time Out (or whatever else would have been appropriate in terms of disciplining a 3 year old), start LAUGHING. So your child talks back to you, and you laugh – good. That’ll teach him! I was taken aback. Of course, that response would never fly in our home – and you can bet our girls know better than to respond that way.

I had mentioned this next part in my post about Top 5 Memorable Moments with the Girls – Junie kept saying “Naughty Boy, Naughty Boy” at dinnertime. It was hysterical. My MIL and myself were laughing so hard under our breaths… it was too funny. See, even my 2 year old noticed what a naughty boy he was being.

So after dinner, we played downstairs and the boys were screaming, not sharing with each other, or with the girls very well… it was so nerve-wracking. So then it was time to clean up and go home. Now, our girls often need a little poking & prodding to start cleaning up but they can manage putting all the “little toys into the basket” and “helping pick up the animals”, etc… but Hubby’s Cousin’s kids? Nada. All they did was scream their blessed little heads off – and I mean tantrum screaming. It wasn’t just refusing to pick up. We’d take toys away from them – well, attempt – and they’d hold it tighter until we had to literally peel their fingers off of the toys – all of course, amidst a ridiculous tantrum. My girls were visibly shaken by all the screaming – and continued to pick up toys all the same.

I’m not trying to say “Oh, my kids are so well behaved, they’re so obedient, they’re better than thou…” but frankly – I’m just shocked that these boys were SO out of control. I mean, GEEZ – get control of your kids. That kind of behavior would never be tolerated in our house. EVER. That’s behavior that warrants a swift smack on the bottom and a minute in Time Out (although, now that my girls are 2 years old, we do 2 minutes… they’ll get 3 when they are 3, etc…).

(Disclaimer: We don’t hit our kids but there are appropriate times for a small spanking. I used to get a belt or a wooden spoon when I was a kid – so my girls are lucky we don’t think that’s appropriate. But I will say, get smacked on the bottom a few times with a belt or a spoon… and I never did whatever I had done to get that smack ever again. )

ARGH!!!! Sorry for the rant but… it really bothers me about those boys. I just… it bothers me. I’m glad we insist on good behavior from our girls. I don’t expect them to chew with their mouths closed and have a napkin in their laps. I expect them to behave like domesticated beings and not like they’ve been raised by wolves. And that their actions will have consequences. At age two, this is limited to what a two year old will understand. Example: Pushed your sister down? You get a Time Out and if you’re not sorry when your two minutes are up – back to Time Out until you’re sorry. Mom & Dad say “Time to Clean Up or You only get ONE book before bed?” If you don’t help to clean up, you don’t get three to five books before bed – you get one.

I guess I sound like a hardass but I’m really just insistent on being consistent with teaching them how to be good girls. Sure, they’re going to be teenagers someday and slam the door in my face, and tell me they hate me – but at least I will know they had a good foundation.

Okay. Ranting done… now for the nice thoughts!

Happy, Random Thoughts…

I’m 36 weeks 2 days pregnant. I’ve never been THIS pregnant before – so this is quite new territory for me. I’m excited. And ready to meet my little Snowdrop. I had some intense false labor on Tuesday night – the night of the Full Moon. It got so bad, I had called my doctor! It didn’t intensify but for a while I was nervous that it would. Hubby threw up because he got so nervous! Haha.

The Full Moon also made us realize that we really need to pick a name for this baby – or Snowdrop will be official on the birth certificate! Our “short list” is now longer than our original short list. I think we have eight (?) names we’re contemplating. It’s such a hard decision… I’d like to at least have it narrowed down to three names before she is born – otherwise, I’m really going to have a hard time picking a name at the hospital.

Any thoughts on a 3-syllable, not very popular, preferably old-fashioned of sorts, girls name?

Yeah. I’m having trouble coming up with that one, too.

Hubby surprised me with a visit from two of my very best friends on Friday night! They drove all the way down from the Big City just to see ME for the night. And they brought the girls a few presents, which was really nice. I KNEW something was going on because Hubby kept insisting that he needed to clean the house even though he kept complaining about being so sore from Thanksgiving Football with his fraternity brothers… And he did all the guest bedsheets and towels… and kept cleaning and cleaning. He tried to tell me that nothing was going on, he just “wanted to clean” but I knew better. I’m glad my friends came down – it was nice to see them.

The day after Thanksgiving marked the two year anniversary since the last time I saw my friend, S, before she died. I know, this is not a nice happy random thought. It’s very sad. I miss her very much and I’ll always remember driving away from her, after lunch, looking in my rearview mirror, crying and trying to figure out why I had a nagging feeling I’d never see her again… I never did see her again. (She died in January, 2007. Her heart was broken. Some birth defect that was unknown because when we were babies – they didn’t have the kind of ultrasounds and tests they do now…) I should have stayed that day at the bakery and hung out. The girls were so young, they probably would have just slept in their pumpkin seats and not known the difference. If I could go back in time and stay, I would.

So it was nice to see my other bakery girls the day after Thanksgiving. It definitely brightened my day.

Hm… what else. This is turning into a long post.

I’ve been doing Sodoku every night in bed before settling in for the night. I have found it really relaxes me and helps me to fall asleep faster. I used to do Sodoku ALL the time – and got out of it for a bit. But I found an old book that wasn’t filled in recently so I started up again and am loving it.

I’m ready for this baby to come. Our roof still isn’t fixed but it will be soon. And I’m getting close to being done shopping for Christmas presents. I want to have them bought & wrapped before I go into labor. That’s a goal.

I also need to ribbon the Christmas Cards. I have no energy to do that tonight. In fact, I’m going upstairs now to do some Sodoku.

Hope everyone had a fabulous Thanksgiving.

We didn’t make Sundance…

So I filmed a movie this summer with some people I’ve met here in the Little City… and we submitted it to Sundance. It didn’t make it and I’m bummed about this. There were 9800 submissions and 9600 other movies didn’t make it in either, so I really shouldn’t be super bummed about it. Right? I’m not SUPER bummed but… I am a little bummed. I was proud of it. No, it wasn’t the GREATEST movie ever made – but it was pretty clever! And we had so much fun making it.

There’s always next year, right?

Question of the Week: Describe the Top 5 Moments with Your Multiples

I’m still having trouble posting this button. I think I won’t try doing it next week.

Oh WAIT – IT WORKED!!!!! Awesome!!!

This week’s Question of the Week is as follows:
Describe in detail 5 of the most special moments you have shared with your children.

Here goes:

1. When we finally got to drive them home from the hospital. We left them at the hospital around 5pm, and went back to the hospital around 11pm to visit them that night. They had only stayed one night longer than me but it seemed like an eternity at the time. We were at the hospital at 9am, bright & early, to pick them up and bring them home. Sometimes I laugh at us – we should have gone out to breakfast or slept in! I couldn’t be apart from them though for any longer. I forgot to bring their going-home outfits so they just wore diapers and the side-tie shirts that the hospital let us keep… I felt so stupid for forgetting their outfits. We listened to Dave Matthews and it felt so good to have our little family in our car together. All four or us. I was also SO nervous the whole ride home that someone was going to crash into our car… Silly Mommy.

2. The excitement on their faces when each of them went potty on the potty for the first time. They really understood that they had done something great and their smiles just beamed! We were all really excited!

3. At the apple farm this year, there was this “airplane” ride. I thought they’d be afriad or try and leap out from the planes… but they LOVED LOVED LOVED it. Neither girl wanted to get out. And they still ask to go to the apple farm at least three times a week!

4. Every night as I leave their room after tucking them in, I say “Goodnight Pumpkinheads, have a great ni-ni! I’ll see you in the morningtime. I love you so much!” Tonight, and for like the last week/two weeks, they’ve started responding with “Love you, too” or “Love you too Mommy Daddy”. It nearly makes me cry every time. They are just so sweet!

5. At Thanksgiving this year, Hubby’s cousins brought their less-than-well-behaved boys (ages 3 and 2). The boys wouldn’t stay in their seats, they wouldn’t listen to simple good behaviors that they should be able to follow, they were screaming – they were just terrible and misbehaving the whole night. So at dinner, Juniper kept saying “Naughty Boy, Naughty Boy” over and over and over again. My MIL and I were dying trying not to laugh too much. It was too funny. And I hope Hubby’s cousins didn’t hear Junie – although, it might not be a terrible thing if they realize that even a two year old was annoyed by the boys bad behavoir. HAHA!

6. I’m adding a #6 because my #5 was about Junie. This one is about Magnolia. The day we found out that she wasn’t going to need surgery for her kidney… was one of the greatest days of my life. I think I’ll always be in awe of that moment. Sometimes I can hardly believe it happened.
I don’t suppose these are the end-all-beat-all TOP FIVE/SIX moments but I’m pregnant so my brain isn’t as clear working as usual… we’ve had some really wonderful moments with our girls….  Like at their 2nd birthday dinner when Mags said “Thank you Mommy” after I brought out their cakes. And when they get so excited about Caillou coming on that they scream like teenagers girls do over the Jonas Brothers. Or the Beatles! When they first walked was a special moment… when we make cookies or bake a pie and they help me out. They LOVE to help me bake – and I love to have their help. There were many special moments when they started playing together and sharing toys. They call each other “Sister” if you ask one what the other’s name is… it’s fun to hear them in the mornings talking across the room from their cribs. Sometimes one will throw her animals at the other until she wakes up. Or sometimes we’ll hear Mags saying “No Junie NO!” I always wonder what Junie’s doing that warrants a “No!” … They also ask to go to the Baby’s Room and they lift my shirt up to kiss their baby sister aka my belly. It’s ridiculously adorable. They haven’t done it in a while but they used to feed the baby drinks through my belly button.

Really, can anyone just pick FIVE?  I could go on for hours but Hubby is staring me down from the other room pining for me to come play Trivial Pursuit with him…

My kids are awesome, and I love them so much!!!!!

Will Post Soon

I feel like I haven’t written in forever, even though it was just last week.

We’ve been so busy! But I’ll post an update on the holiday and weekend soon.

Question of the Week: What do you like to make with your Thanksgiving leftovers?

I’m still having trouble posting the little icon from the Multiples…And More! Blog that they use for their Question of the Week… I tried a different way this week and it gave me a different picture. Don’t know why this is…

Question of the Week: What do you like to make with your Thanksgiving leftovers?

Thanksgiving is without a doubt one of my favorite holidays of the year. (New Years Eve is also in the running for favorite! Hello, Overnight Babysitter! Hello, Champagne, my dear friend!!) Lots of good food, lots of fun, and LEFTOVERS!!!

As a child, I would eat green bean casserole for DAYS after Thanksgiving. Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner. (It’s a co-winner for favorite side dish with my Nana’s stuffing.) And just this past year (while I wasn’t pregnant) I got in the mood for green bean casserole and made myself a 9×13 pan of it… and proceeded to eat the entire 9×13 pan all by myself. Over the course of three days!!! It’s just SO GOOD!!!

Once I was able to drive, my friends and I would gather after we had celebrated Thanksgiving with our respective families. All of us (typically 10-13 of us) would gather at one of our houses (never mine because I lived so far from my friends… another story for another day) and drink, have a pow-wow, and then have our own leftover feast together! Other than Christmas night (when we’d get together and do the same things), it was really one of the nights when older brothers and younger sisters (not mine… my sisters were always too young and my brothers too delinquent to include…) of the families (me + the P’s + the G’s, and a few other stragglers) would hang out together. We were our own little family in a way. Now that we all live in different cities, and that two of us are married living in separate parts of the country, it’s much harder to coordinate our special holiday celebrations and I miss them very much. Especially at Thanksgiving. That’s when it’s the hardest because that was always OURS. I’m planning on doing a whole post about this, this week, so come back later to hear more about that. Read on to see my answer to the Question of the Week!

ANYWAYS…. Leftovers are just so delicious. The gals over at Multiples…and More! asked the following for the Question of the Week: What do you like to make with your Thanksgiving leftovers? So here goes…

With my Thanksgiving Leftovers, I like to eat plentifully for days. Sometimes I make a traditional “plate” of food: Turkey, Stuffing, Sides, Gravy – and enjoy a repeat feast. I also really like to make a Thanksgiving Sandwich. It involves: Bread (duh), Turkey, Cranberries, Cream Cheese, and Stuffing. Just stack and enjoy! YUMMY!!!!

I do a lot of eating side dishes for breakfast… like green bean casserole breakfast. Or stuffing breakfast. Or mashed potato with gravy breakfast…

And I eat my leftovers COLD. I know, I know – most people would say yuck to that!!! But I really, truly, LOVE eating my leftovers cold. More or less, right outta the fridge! I suppose if I ever HOSTED Thanksgiving, I’d have to make some sort of soup with the Turkey leftovers… I’m sure people do that. But I’m not a great hostess (I get too stressed out) so I don’t know if I’ll ever do that. I’m better with bringing desserts.

I don’t like my MIL’s stuffing (she puts breakfast sausage and mushrooms in hers and I’m a traditional plain stuffing kind of person, although I DO like mine with celery and apples) but I’m making Organic Stuffing for Juniper & Magnolia so… I’ll just eat some of theirs! Plus, MIL will send us home with enough food to last the rest of the week. And because I’m pregnant, she might not even “let” me help clean up afterwards… SCORE!!!

As long as I don’t go into labor this week or this weekend, I’ll be able to enjoy it all!! 

What do you like to make with YOUR Thanksgiving leftovers?

Updates

I am 34 weeks pregnant this week. These are the updates on… well, stuff.

- I’ve been having lots of contractions. Only one time did I have more than 6 in an hour – but I foolishly did not call my doctor. I will do so next time that happens.
- Thanksgiving is coming this week. It’s my favorite feast of the year for obvious reasons.
- It being Thanksgiving also marks the coming & passing (?) of the weekend I predicted I’d give birth. Snowdrop has dropped just ever so slightly so I’m watching closely to see if she does the inevitable drop. I’ve heard this doesn’t happen until right before labor in second & subsequent pregnancies.
- We got the bid for the roof and it’s going to be approximately $2000 to fix the roof and $1300 to fix the interior damage. Awesome. This is not actually awesome. I’m being sarcastic.
- Mags went peepee AND poopy on the potty three days ago. We have not had a repeat potting from her since.
- Junie went peepee today on the potty for the very FIRST TIME!! We’d previously only gotten poops on the potty outta her, so this was really fantastic!
- I’m so proud of both my girls. Potties, Talking, ABC singing -> I’m just SO PROUD of them!!!
- I didn’t get to go see the Pioneer Woman when she was in town for her cookbook signing because of all the crazy contractions I was having that day AND because of the acquired costs from our broken roof. I can always buy the cookbook when we have money again and maybe send it to her for an autograph?
- I’m attempting to make slipcovers for our barstools. If it weren’t for the backrest on them, I think it would be easier. I’m having trouble with this project but I do intend to complete it. One of these days…. AND I got the fabric for $3/yard down from $12/yard. I call that a deal. I couldn’t pass it up. I really hope I can figure out how to make these damn slipcovers so my kitchen will look fabulous.
- I FINALLY found wall sconces for our family room. We have these incredibly UGLY UGLY UGLY ones that have been there since… 1985 (?) – okay, probably later than that but they sure are tacky! Anyways, I found them and am waiting for the Ebay guy to email me back and let me know that I can still purchase two of them instead of just the one. I’m so excited!!! I hope he still has two!
- OOOH Contraction. M-EF.

Heading upstairs to lay down and hopefully ward off the contraction I know is coming.

Disaster House…

We have pretty much completed the third floor, aka the baby’s room.

Carpet is in. Painting was completed. I had even begun to hang pictures on the wall and set up the knick-knacks. I even put all the bedding on. We were to paint the third floor bathroom this week and more or less, be finished with finishing (ha) the third floor.

Around 11:15pm tonight, our third floor “smoke/monoxide” alarm went off. We rushed upstairs to discover that water was streaming (aka POURING like a vertical river) through the alarm and onto our freshly installed carpeting. Not only that, the whole ceiling is leaking. Leaking as in, we had to empty bins and bins of stored items to provide enough “bucket space” for the water. It’s a disaster.

And it’s supposed to rain for the next three days, according to the weather report. Awesome.

Yes, we have homeowners insurance but our deductible is high enough that it won’t cover this damage so we’ll be paying out of pocket for it all.

Yes, life could be worse. We could live in a hut in Ethiopia with a bowl of rice and a baby on the way. (This is what Hubby said trying to console me as I sobbed and sobbed while mopping up the carpet with a towel.)

We’ve had some issues with leaking areas before… they were mainly caused by clogged gutters. Once we had fixed that, the leaking stopped.

The other month our neighbors had a really bad leak in their ceiling. We live in a building with two other “townhomes”. I’m beginning to wonder what imbeciles installed our roof… right?

Anyways. I feel better getting this off my chest and into the World Wide Web. I’m off to go upstairs and cuddle my blankie and pray that it doesn’t rain the next few days. And that my contractions stop. I’ve had two in the last 20 minutes or so… This is SO not the night to be in labor. (Ha. Ha. Ha.)

Boo.

Question of the Week: Name 5 small successes in your life from the past week. (And yes, laundry counts!)

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Question of the Week from the Multiples…and More! Blogsite: Name 5 small successes in your life from the past week. (and yes, laundry counts!)

1. Laundry. In anticipation of my family’s visit from the Big City, we did a lot of cleaning up around here which led to LOADS and LOADS of laundry. We’ve still got a couple piles hidden in the basement but we probably did about ten loads between Tuesday and Friday afternoons… Go us!!

2. Hung some frames & pictures. Our room is hardly decorated at all. I recently purchased frames from Pottery Barn Kids that would match our bedroom and so we got them hung up. No pictures in them yet, but at least they are hung & ready!

3. Packed for the Hospital. We’re all packed for the hospital. I did have to take the girls’ black stretchy pants out of their bag so they could wear them last night, BUT other than needing to now wash those and repack, we’re all set to jet off to the hospital when we need to.

4. Made a Curtain for our kitchen window. Actually, I made two. But the first curtain turned out to be about four inches too short on each side. So I went to the fabric store for something different (I had used some leftover fabric from an upstairs curtain I made last year) and ended up finding some great fabric for only $3/yard (originally it was over $12/yard) Thank you Veterans Day Sale!! So I made a new curtain and it actually looks better & goes with the curtain much better than the first one. Now I just need to make some slipcovers for the barstools and we’ll be set.

5. I’ve been nice to my mom this whole weekend (So far. They leave this afternoon. Who knows if something will go down at breakfast, haha.) even though she’s been a total bitch. Go me for not being the one to act like a child!!

Five Small Successes.

Zero Faith in my district’s police force. Zero.

We had to call 911 tonight. Again. This is relatively usual for us. After 10 minutes had passed with no cop in sight, I called my district. While I was on the phone with the gal, who didn’t even know the streets around here (I mean, if you work for the district, aren’t you supposed to be familiar with it????), a cop finally showed up.

We called 911 because there was a car pulled over all wacky on the street and a big guy had a person pushed up against the fence, all threatening like from behind the person, waving his belt around like a banshee, speaking low enough that we couldn’t hear the words but we could tell they were not good words. He was hitting the person (okay, I only saw him whack the person twice on the bottom), and clearly threatening this person. This person turned out to be a woman, we only realized this once she started to struggle and said “Let me go! Let me go!”

Like I said, when I was on the phone with our district the cop finally pulled up. The bad guy had just gotten into his car and had put the girl in the BACK SEAT.

Of course, this SCREAMS TO ME that this is NOT a good situation. What did the cops do? They questioned him and from what we heard (from the 3rd floor window where we were listening with big ears) the bad guy goes “Aw, you know, sometimes your emotions get the best of you. Our emotions just got out of hand.” First of all, please read that with an Ebonics accent – I don’t even know the first of how I’d translate that by written word.

I’m angry on so many levels here. So many fucking levels. Hubby tells me that if the girl didn’t want to press charges then there’s nothing they (the cops) can do about it and they have to just let the guy go. Oh, great. So no one can help this girl who so obviously NEEDS someone to hold her hand? Also, well, duh- The guy was just threatening her OF COURSE she’s not going to be like “yeah, press charges!” Who knows what he was saying to her. Does she have children? Did he threaten her children? Her parents? Her loved ones? I’m sorry but emotions are not a reason to hit. EVER.

They didn’t even search the guy. What if he had a gun? Crazy person drugs?

He had her in the back seat. That says to me that he’s taking her somewhere she doesn’t want to go, possibly to her grave.

Do I watch too much Dexter? Too many cop shows? Probably. But it’s really made me think about these kinds of things in a different light. I think I expect the worst from people, from bad people. But when it’s midnight on a Thursday and you’ve pulled over, car door open, and you have a woman pinned up against a fence and you’re threatening her??? I can’t help but think I’m right on track thinking something is going on that’s quite greater than emotions.

So after taking 11 minutes to GET HERE, they stayed no more than five minutes to question the guy, likely they also questioned the girl during this time but we didn’t hear anything she said.

This leads me to this-> I have ZERO faith in my district’s police force. We call 911 TWICE to report that someone is being assaulted outside of our home and it takes them ELEVEN MINUTES TO GET HERE. ELEVEN. Had this man had a gun, he could have shot the girl and gotten away long before a cop showed up. Hell, he could have broken down our door and shot us up, too. I don’t live in a huge city like NYC or Chicago or LA. It’s not a small town but certainly it doesn’t take more than 20 minutes to get anywhere – and certainly within a district, it only takes a few minutes. For Christ’s sake, we actually live three blocks from a Police Sub-Station. How could I ever have faith in my police district when they don’t give a shit about speed limits, stop signs, hooligans, and now clearly – they could care less that some guy is beating up on some girl outside of my home. ELEVEN MINUTES. ZERO FAITH.

This is one of those nights that I’m extremely disappointed in just so much. I want to go back home, to the Big City and live in the gated community where I grew up (okay, it wasn’t gated, but it was about a step down from that) and the biggest issue was the occasional mail box drive-by and TP-ing around Homecoming Season. Oh, and the coyotes who might eat your dog if you left it outside overnight.

No wonder my parents sheltered me. I wish the world was a peaceful place because I frankly, can’t stand the way it is now.

 

Note to Self for Future Reference If Needed:
He was wearing a yellow shirt, dark pants. Big Guy. She had on what looks like a light blue jump suit. Looked slightly heavier once she was seated in the back seat. He drove a white four door car… I think it was a Mitsubishi?