News about our robbery:
Our renters' insurance will pay for everything but our $500 deductible. This is good news (and I recommend that everyone get renters' insurance)...but I am still sad about my lost journals and photos. No insurance can replace those!
Luckily, anything that I ever posted or sent online is still available to me--so I've been able to recreate some journal entries and find some of our photos from the last two years. And hey, thank goodness I have this blog!
I also DID find the jump drive that I used to back up my laptop two years ago...so that's something.
The day after the robbery, Ryan noticed that his crusty electric razor is missing. Isn't that weird? The guy skipped over my real pearls and instead took a nasty, used razor.
I have to admit, I sometimes have flashes of affection for our robber: I was thinking the other day that he really could've taken a lot more than he did--or he could've purposely broken a lot of our possessions and really trashed the place--but he didn't. Thanks, Robber! As robbers go, he is definitely a nice one. Not such a jerk after all.
I hope he is having fun riding my cute beach cruiser bike; I can picture him, all thugged out, riding to school with his lunch stashed in the basket on the front, ringing the little bell to warn pedestrians that he is approaching.
This picture makes me laugh.
Tonight, I had some of the neighbor kids over to help me bake, and I said, "You guys, did you hear that we got robbed?"
And one of them said, "Who's Rob?"
It made me laugh.