One day, in a land not that far away, there was a naive young girl trying to fend for herself. Trying to find happiness while the world fought hard to bring her down.OK, well maybe not naive, but definitely pissed off and trying to understand people's intentions, whether good or bad. I hope you find my journey humorous.
So, as many of you know, my house was robbed while I was slaving away earning money to buy things that apparently other people feel they needed more than I did. And all a week before Christmas. However, upon speaking with the detective who took over the case, when she asked me if I had any ideas on suspects, I mentioned a group of kids. I have not really encountered them much. (Well, there was the shooting the passing cars with paint balls incident which led me to chase the little dickhead young un' up his driveway.) They just so happen to live across the street from me. I told her that I had a feeling if you walked into the house across the street you would probably find my laptop, along with my jewelry, on the livingroom coffee table. She followed that little tidbit up and lo and behold, most of my jewelry was sitting in his bedroom when she went and searched the house. Most of the other jewelry she tracked down to a pawn shop a couple hours away where he had his brother sell it off. Anyway, 3 out of the 4 involved are juveniles. Two are 15 years old, one is 17 and the older brother I believe she said was 24 years dumb. So, that's the low down of the little bastards. Updates to follow.
Let's start with the good. A detective assigned to my home robbery called me yesterday with some clarification questions about some items that were stolen. She wanted to know if I good give a more detailed description of my laptop. I tell her what I can. Then she says, "I may have located your jewelry. I don't want to get your hopes up, but I may have found it." All I truly care about is my diamond cross. Don't get me wrong, I would like all of it back. Just the cross is special to me.
The bad. I went to Boston IVF on Monday. Everyone was extremely nice and helpful. However, Tufts Health Plan will not cover my treatment there until I have done 12 cycles of IUI. I have only done eight. So I have to do 4 more cycles out of pocket.
The fuckers nice people at Tufts Health Plan apparently don't think I need to be saving any money for other things like..oh say.. WHEN THE BABY COMES. Which it will by the way.
And now for the Oh My God. Now, this in no way reflects my feelings towards the candidates. It just about the names.
#1 President Huckabee - The first inauguration hoe-down. Are you shitting me?
#2 President Barack HUSSEIN OSAMA Obama. I'm just saying.
Not too much to tell...
unmarried because I choose to be, much to Mom's chagrin.
Love my job, Love my friends, Love my family. I lucked out in these departments.