I know, I know. I said I was going to take a break. But wait, I need an outlet to pour out my frustration and disgust. About a month ago, my in-laws house was broken into and among many other things that were taken, they stole all of the spare keys to all the rental houses. So we went on a little frenzy to change locks to at least do our part of "protecting" tenants belongings.
Last night we got a call from our best tenant living in the house that Mark and I renovated, aka- my baby. Any wrong doing of any kind to it in any way throws me over the edge. What I'm really leading up to is this - they also have what they think is a spare key to my house. When we moved in, we pretty much changed all the locks anyways and we have chains and such on all the doors. We have hard locks on the gates, deadbolts and chains throughout, high windows with bars in every single one (can you tell we've been robbed before?) and motion lights.
Although I do feel pretty secure, I still have the little train of thought that one day - or night - they may try to get in and then unfortunatly I will be forced to instigate the Second Amendment and inevitably, the Castle Doctrine. I now know that these people (or person) has a .45 and a multitude of knives - that's what they stole from my tenant. So I have every reason to believe that if they weren't armed before, they should be now.
As much as I would like to think that this all pure coincidence, I just can't assume that anymore. From this day on I feel like my house is a sitting target, and although my husband trained and armed me well enough to defend myself should I ever find myself or my girls in any situation, I really want to go through my life knowing I didn't have to shoot someone. These crack head bastards are making me think differently. I almost invite them to break into a house full of loaded guns and an overprotective mother. Maybe then I'll get better sleep.
This just strengthens my distrust with 99% of the population and that makes me sick.
Monday, October 10, 2011
Saturday, October 8, 2011
A Time Out? More Coffee Please!
Time is slipping away from me. I've been so freakishly busy, I hardly have time to breath sometimes. Between preschool, house chores, Aikido, doctor appts, dentist appts, and various other things that pop up randomly, I have little time to plan new dinners.
I actually haven't tried any new recipes lately. I've been making a multitude of things that I've made in the past, so what fun is writing about the same thing? It's not. I've hardly done any baking lately either, just some breads, but nothing I haven't made before.
I also have some discontent with things. My grapes were looking good, but I keep taste testing and they are way too sour to do anything with, even with a large amount of sugar, they wouldn't make a good jam. At this point, I think I may be buying jam by January. Large sad face here please! Also, I wasn't able to make it to my blackberry picking party I planned for forever. The berries were good for about 2 days (literally) and during that 2 days, Mark was away on his hunting trip. Definitly wasn't going alone on that trip, so I missed out completly. No blackberry jam either. What a bust!
I wondered if I should buy blackberries just to avoid having to buy jam from the store - then I saw the $12 for 1/2 flat price tag at the Farmers Market - really? I looked at their berries, and secretly wondered where the berries came from because no berries in this county looked nearly that good. Pass.
So with the little time I have, which is just enough time to make what I'm already familiar with, maybe I should just take a break from writing. Hopefully it won't be for too long. I feel like I need to take the pressure off a bit.
I am however starting to plan for Thanksgiving. I have finally managed to get the Johnson side of the family together and I honestly can't wait. I am also getting a bigger, better and longer lasting dining table. It's 8 feet long! I was given one earlier this year that was suppose to fit 10...wrong, it comfortably fits 4 with elbow room. Fail. Anyways, I am confident that this table will be my table for many, many years to come. Godda run for yet another appointment time I need to make.
I actually haven't tried any new recipes lately. I've been making a multitude of things that I've made in the past, so what fun is writing about the same thing? It's not. I've hardly done any baking lately either, just some breads, but nothing I haven't made before.
I also have some discontent with things. My grapes were looking good, but I keep taste testing and they are way too sour to do anything with, even with a large amount of sugar, they wouldn't make a good jam. At this point, I think I may be buying jam by January. Large sad face here please! Also, I wasn't able to make it to my blackberry picking party I planned for forever. The berries were good for about 2 days (literally) and during that 2 days, Mark was away on his hunting trip. Definitly wasn't going alone on that trip, so I missed out completly. No blackberry jam either. What a bust!
I wondered if I should buy blackberries just to avoid having to buy jam from the store - then I saw the $12 for 1/2 flat price tag at the Farmers Market - really? I looked at their berries, and secretly wondered where the berries came from because no berries in this county looked nearly that good. Pass.
So with the little time I have, which is just enough time to make what I'm already familiar with, maybe I should just take a break from writing. Hopefully it won't be for too long. I feel like I need to take the pressure off a bit.
I am however starting to plan for Thanksgiving. I have finally managed to get the Johnson side of the family together and I honestly can't wait. I am also getting a bigger, better and longer lasting dining table. It's 8 feet long! I was given one earlier this year that was suppose to fit 10...wrong, it comfortably fits 4 with elbow room. Fail. Anyways, I am confident that this table will be my table for many, many years to come. Godda run for yet another appointment time I need to make.
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