Dang it all!

So, without any intention of our own, we've had more excitement around here than we'd like. Sunday night our Camry was broken in to. It's obviously they were amateurs for several reasons.
1) They didn't steal it (the cop said that they are some of the easiest cars to steal... great!)
2) The idiots damaged the frame around the window/door trying to jack open the lock
3) They decided to just smash the window in.
4) There really isn't much to take in our car!!!

Both of our cars at 10 years old and slowly dying, although the Camry is still holding up better than the van. (Especially after the accident.) I was pretty stupid to have some cash stashed in the ashtray though. I NEVER ever leave money or anything in the car, but 2 or 3 times a year Barry will stop by the store for something and call me frantic because he doesn't have enough money on his debit card. This usually happens if he goes out to lunch and doesn't tell me or something of that nature. So, in my brilliance I decide to start stashing some of my tip money from work in there for him. I had just a few nights before all of this thought, "Hmm, maybe I should go through this (since I wasn't really keeping track of it) and just leave him $20 or so!" Well, as you might imagine, I ignored this little voice in my head. It's gone. It was about $100 at this point. And the biggest idiot award goes too.....!!!

Grrr! It just really frustrates me. Our house was broken into just about a year ago, then this. We do have glass coverage on our insurance, so it was replaced the same day, for free, but still! The cop that came and took the report said that we live in a pretty quiet area, so we must just have bad luck. Great! Never had any luck before, and I get bad luck... So, we are finally going to invest in some flood lights for by the garage...something that Barry has been opposed to up until this point.

Now, if we can just get everyone in the house healthy at one time, we might be doing okay. Colton is on he umpteenth ear infections, so now they are sending us to an ENT to see if we should put tubes in. They worry that having him on so many antibiotics so often and for so long that he will become immune to them. Yay! Luckily Barry knows a good one in his same building, so that helps me feel better about the whole thing. It's just kind of scary to think of putting your one year old under sedation! I am sure that things will go fine, but as a mom you just always worry about those sort of things!

Sorry to bore everyone with a complaint blog, but I just had to get it all out there!