This was stolen.
Out of my car, in my driveway.
YES, I lock my doors. (OK, 82% of the time.) But my electronic lock doesn't lock my passenger door and I only reach over and lock it 6% of the time. Wednesday night fell outside of that 6%.
And no, I don't usually (mom, don't say whatever you are saying right now!!) leave my C in the car.
Dude walked right up to my driveway, opened the door, snatched the C. (C for Coach. Real Coach. Ouch.)
That means he also got this:
I don't have a phone OR your phone number. I don't have a video camera or digital camera to capture the latest Emma Kate caper. I don't have a driver's license so today when I took EK to school and drove to work, I was pretty much living outside the law.
So, we had to file a police report, cancel debit/credit cards, cancel my MEDCOM card--(this is what literary gurus, or my mom, call FORESHADOWING), cancel the phone (only after he sent vulgar text messages to my mother in law---if you also received text messages from me that resembled a porn script, I apologize) change the locks on the house, blah blah blah. It doesn't get any worse than this.....................or does it??