Yesterday was kind of weird!

Hey now... there's a surprise, right? No. Not really. I think you all have come to expect weirdness from me and I like that.

My aunt reads my blog and comments occasionally under the name Anti Yvonne. She saw my post about what inspires me and my drawings, and she was excited that I felt inspired to start drawing again. My Anti is so sweet, she sent me $60 in the mail, in a very cute card. The problem is that the card was already opened, the envelope torn and the money gone. This isn't the first time this has happened. My BIL sent something to the MIL while she lived here, a collectors coin. That envelope was open and the coin was gone. Recently I have had miscellaneous mail open... since the envelopes looked like they had popped open and didn't appeared tampered with, I just thought that these companies were using crappy envelopes.

Now I am thinking otherwise. How awful, that you can't even trust your own post office. Anyway, I called the post office and I am going to go fill out a "riffling form" ASAP with all of the particulars. The postal worker I talked to asked if this had happened more than once and I said yes. I told him about the coin from my BIL. He said in that case, I needed to contact the police. Now, if I'm not mistaken, opening mail is a FEDERAL OFFENSE, and knowing that he was probably trying to stop some sort of "pooh storm" that I might start, he tried to blow me off. Fortunately, this man has not been blessed with opportunity to know me, otherwise he would have known that I don't give up that easily. I told him that the coin incident was from 2 years ago, and that I WILL be down there to fill these forms out ASAP.

I am wondering how far this could go, and my over active imagination suddenly pictured Gil Grissom (from CSI) dusting the inside of the card for finger prints... because if this postal worker is a complete idiot there should be 3 sets of prints. Mine, my Anti's and the idiot postal worker's. I know if I even suggest this, I will get laughed at. I know it seems like a lot of trouble to go through for 60 bucks, but my aunt worked hard for that 60 bucks and it seems logical. Right?

Anywho, my poor aunt is just feeling horrible about it. I told her not to feel bad, but I know how it feels to want to do something good for someone else, only to have some cretin pooh all over the intended goodness. What I loved though was that she bounced back by the end of the email, and said that she hoped and prayed that the person who stole the money choked on it.

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My husband got his very expensive and surprisingly heavy new toy yesterday... all as a result of scrimping and shear will power. Ain't it purty?

Did you happen to check out the price tag on that bad boy? Yup, he has been saving for over 1 1/2 years... the poor guy almost had it earlier but we needed the money for bills. I commend his will power and natural born stubbornness at saving all that money. He really is my hero. Actually, it's for the both of us and I can't wait to get out there and start clicking!

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Virginia of the Virginia Monologues did her very first Thursday Thirteen yesterday. I've gotta tell you folks... Her 13 was pretty darn good, not to mention HILARIOUS! If you have a chance, go check it out . I feel that she and I are kindred spirits, and hope that we become blogging buddies. Go, you'll see what I mean.

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Anna went to her first dance last night, they had a Sock Hop at her school. Anna and I went and she had a really good time. The school hired a DJ, which I thought was really cool. They played songs from Grease and I tried not to sing along, so as to not embarrass the Mini-me. The DJ started to play Hand Jive and told kids to go at it. I snorted at the sight of 80 pairs of eyes staring blankly at the man in the booth.

"Eh, go ask your parents," he said when he realized what was going on. Again silence, as children and parents stared across the room at each other.

I tried to remember how to do the hand motions, drawing attention to myself. "Hey kids, go ask that lady, she looks like she knows what she's doing, "the DJ shouted, pointing in my direction. I quickly put my hands down.

Luckily another lady remembered all of the dance and showed some of the older kids. I didn't dance, though I tried to get Anna to do the twist with me. She put her hand up and said "BAAAAH!" when I asked her to dance with me.

AND so it begins.

She did look really cute though. Even if she is a stinker.