Please and Thank You -- Where did it go?

Today is Trick-Or-Treat day in my town. Halloween was always a favorite holiday growing up. Getting dressed up, going around the neighborhood and taking stock of the loot.

It doesn't seem like Halloween hold the same for the kiddos that stopped by my door. Just now I had some kids stop by.  I have a deck with a doorbell that leads to enclosed porch. I was standing in the kitchen and could hear the kids on the deck. It sounded like they knocked but I wasn't sure. They got mad and were about to leave when they saw the door bell. *Ding Dong*

I grabbed the candy and went to the door. I opened the door and the girls just stood there. No trick or treat, no hello. The three girls just stood there.  I asked them what do you say and they just stood there. One finally said trick or treat. One of the other's asked how many pieces she could have (???). As they left (no thank yous) I said You're welcome!  The girls just took a hand full of wet leaves the threw them at the house....

On a plus side, as I was writing this a Cat Fairy stopped by my house. Was super excited for Halloween and very appreciative. She was so cute, she got two pieces of candy!  I guess the Halloween spirit does still exist.

You can learn new tricks when sick.

Like VapoRub makes a great overnight pedi. Slather on feet, put on fuzzy socks and sleep. In the morning super soft footsies await!

Thought of the Day

"We are all a little weird and life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible to ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love."


- Dr. Seuss

5 Reasons Why Tactical Boyfriends Rock

So the other day we went to a local drinking establishment to watch the Brewers game. At some point I dropped my sunglasses under the bar. I asked The Boy if he had his flashlight on him. At that moment I realized how nice a tactical boyfriend is to have on hand. Here are some of the top reasons:

5. When looking for your sunglasses in a dark bar you can ask for the pen light in his pants pocket.
4. Asking the boy for the pocket knife is way easier than finding the one burred in your purse.
3. Because of the built-in GPS, they always seem to know where you left your keys.
2. No matter what multitool is within arms reach it will always have a bottle opener.
1. Carrying a purse everywhere is not longer needed due to cargo pants that have pockets inside, the pockets, inside the pockets.

It's Done!

Still needs to heal a bit, but here it is. It looks a little funny due to reflections on the lotion. Once it's healed up it will look perfect.  I think the boy's hand survived...

Why I Will Get My CCW License

Wisconsin recently joined 48 other states and made concealed carry of firearms legal as of November 1st. I am all for the option and support the law. As the boy puts it

"Its like a fire extinguisher. I hope I never have to use it but want it there just in case."

This has special meaning to me. About a month before I moved back to Wisconsin from the Washington DC area, I was a victim of a break in an attempted sexual assault. I was alone in my locked apartment in seemingly safe McLean, VA. My work sent me home early (around 2 pm) and I fell asleep while watching TV.  I heard what I thought was my roommate coming home. The next thing I know, I was dragged from the couch and the guy tried taking off my PJ pants.

Instinct set in and I screamed as loud as I could. The guy took off running. One of my neighbors on the 3rd floor heard my screams and saw the intruder take off on foot.

The neighbor told the police the guy had been casing the apartment complex, and specifically our building, for the past few weeks. The indtruder broke my roommates window, which right next to the enterance of the building and in full view of the parking lot. Nothing was stolen. The police think he was after something in my roommate's room but heard the TV and went looking.

He was never caught and the police have closed the investigation.

I share this, hoping that others might learn from it.  There was nothing else I could do to be any safer in the apartment at the time. Both the deadbolt and chain where locked in place. My roommate even had a deadbolt on her room door. In all normal logical situations I was safe. Criminals do not follow logic. Broad daylight, right near the entrance, and using a pry bar to break the window.

Back to the fire extinguisher example. I doubt I will ever carry, whether is it open or concealed, but I will go through a course and get my license. I want to learn the right way stay safe, just in case. The break in, almost 3 years ago, has taught me it's better to safe, than sorry.

Seven Years Later...

.... and I finally got my tattoo.

Its a stylized version of an Ovation Custom Legend C2079AX. I swear this was my dad's most prized material possession. Possibly Ever. A week from now marks seven years since the last time I saw my dad.  

The actual guitar is now on indefinite loan to my Bonus Dad (non-religious Godparent-Type-Person). It sounds too good to sit in a case and he's in the same band that Dad was in. Dad makes his presence felt with a broken string, feedback, or a battery for the internal electronics dying during the closing song of Behind Blue Eyes. Its quite hilarious and all us "groupies" know exactly what is going on.

The tattoo is not quite done yet. It will be shaded with various blues in a starburst pattern. Jonah at Monkey Wrench in Stevens Point does awesome work. More pictures to come.