I'm Melting!

95 degrees and humidity you could cut with a knife & fork...

No wonder I'm so witchy today!

Violated

My camera has been stolen.

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...

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This is a photo of me and the three boys staining the swingset.

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This is a shot of the boys grinning & covered with stain. Looks like a bad self-tanning accident, huh?

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Here's Brad building a fence around our woodpile. It's awesome! He's awesome!

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This is Em playing goalie at her soccer game. Go Squeege!

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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...

Shocked & Appalled

I am outraged by two things today and feel the need to post:

1. My third grader came home and let me know that a boy his age was taking pictures with his cell phone. At school. In the boys' lavatory.

Is this the new-tech version of giving someone a swirlie or throwing their backpack in the bathroom of the opposite gender? Because it seems much worse to me. I had not yet given the "If someone tries to take your photo in the bathroom" lecture...

2. My adorable little sister--who has the WORLD's BEST BLOG and puts it together in her "spare time" when she is not working two jobs, putting her husband through law school, babysitting, teaching Sunday school or creating crafty boutique offerings--has had some experience with plagiarism. People taking her online stuff and calling it their own. (To read more about this problem, click here.)

GRRRR! All I can say is watch out plagiarists...she now has a lawyer for a husband. Not to mention a very deadly oldest sister.