Along with a twenty dollar bill and maybe a couple of ones.
I can't really blame anyone but myself, of course. I mean, if you are dumb enough to leave your purse sitting in the front seat, with the doors unlocked and the windows down, you are practically begging some young guy to help himself to the contents of your minivan.
(I am assuming that the thief is a male, because any female crook worth her salt would have totally taken the bright red leather Coach bag and adorable Brighton wallet... oh! and the hot pink Razr phone.)
So, really, I am pretty lucky, as far as crime victims go.
Still, I am so so sad about my camera. It wasn't fancy or anything...but since I started blogging, it has become my constant companion. Always at the ready for a beautiful sunset or a silly smile. In fact, I had a whole buncha photos all ready to download and post on tonight's Weekend Wrapup.
You'll just have to use your imaginations...
This is a photo of me and the three boys staining the swingset.
This is a shot of the boys grinning & covered with stain. Looks like a bad self-tanning accident, huh?
Here's Brad building a fence around our woodpile. It's awesome! He's awesome!
This is Em playing goalie at her soccer game. Go Squeege!
Here I am looking very tall, slender, tanned and windblown under the crabapple tree. In case you are wondering, I did design and sew that cute Lilly Pulitzer-type sundress by myself. That is also a Martha Stewart 7-layer chocolate cake which I baked from scratch. And the cocker spaniel is the twins' early birthday present...we named her Pumpkin.
Just hope the camera bandit enjoys it...