I've been absent again. But I have the bestest excuse. Or worst excuse, depending on how you look at it. My laptop was stolen.
Yes. That's right.
And not from a laptop bag at a sketchy Starbucks (is there such a thing as a sketchy Starbucks?).
From my house.
A few weeks ago, as I was headed home from visiting a friend, I missed a call from my mother. I called right back to see what she needed and was greeted, not with a "hello" but with a rather tense sounding "where are you". My mother is not the type to call and rudely jump right into 20 questions, so I knew something must be wrong.
As it turns out, she was driving by my house and noticed a car in the driveway (not mine) and the door slightly ajar. Her first assumption was that I had a visitor who had just arrived. She paused momentarily, deciding whether or not she should stop and say hi, decided against it, and continued on to her house. Upon arriving home, which is about 30 seconds away, she rethought the situation and realized that my car was not there, so something was up. She turned the car back around and pulled up to my house, the foreign vehicle now gone. By the time I had returned her call, she was entering through my kicked in door and found Dudley (our dog) cowering and shivering in the bedroom, and all my bedroom drawers open. She grabbed Duds and took him to her house while calling the police.
By the time I got there, the police had arrived and were taking her statement. I then had to walk through with the officer to determine what was missing, damaged, etc and then write up my report. My laptop and most of my costume jewelry were gone, but likely due to the sound of my mom's car sitting in front of the house, nothing else was missing.
The worst part of it all is that feeling that you aren't safe in your own home. Locking the door really doesn't keep any one out. This feeling has made me jumpy and a bit sleepless the past few weeks, but I am getting better. So long as I don't have to sit in silence alone in the middle of the day.
In other news - Jonas took his first major trip. We flew to Seattle for my lovely, amazing, wonderful, there-aren't-enough-adjectives friend's wedding. And I DID post a blog entry about the favors I made for her wedding - but on her blog. So you can get caught up on that here.
Jonas was awesome on the very long, multi leg flight, thanks to a portable DVD player, Oswald, and The Wonder Pets.
Seattle itself suited him as well, as he woke, napped, and went to bed at perfect times. The downside was returning to Florida. He stayed on Seattle time up until about a week ago. I am pretty sure the lack of sleep I have endured in the past month has aged me a couple of years.
Listening to: The hum of my new computer (pictures to come)