...the window of our van was smashed so some nugget could steal the Garmin (a navigation thingamajig Hubba Bubba just got for his birthday). I hate being ripped off, don't get me wrong, but worse is the feeling that someone so nefarious was that close to my home. And since I'm a mini-van mom, I practically live in my van.
Luckily a neighbor spotted the aftermath so we weren't shocked. The boys are still shaken up, their play filled with robbers and theivery.
Plus it made a HUGE mess, and the insurance company is being wonky... so I'll be squeezing my kiddos into a rental until they learn their cheese from their whizz...and really...I just want my van back in one piece.
Needless to say, I didn't get any writing done because I was a bit busy with trying to explain cheese whizz to the insurance genuises. Or is it geniusi? They probably need to review that...
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They have a cap on personal possessions in the car, which is half of our deductible. So...we get to buy half of one with their money, and half with our own. JOY TO THE WORLD. (that's my phrase for this cheeseburger...JOY TO THE WORLD)
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