Stolen License Plate Sticker

Sometimes this neighborhood grates on my nerves. I've had more things stolen since I've moved to west Anaheim than I ever had stolen in my life. And now I have a new one to add to the list. My boyfriend and I were loading crafts into our truck for a craft fair tomorrow. We shut the tailgate. And I noticed his license plate registration sticker was gone. All that was left was two corners and a part of the '0' in 2010.

You'd think the DMV would just give you another sticker. After all, you are the victim. But noooooooo it's going to cost something. They aren't open on weekends, so I nosed around on the Internet. As far as I can tell, it will be $20. to replace it. Just what he needed, another bill while he's between jobs. I'm more upset than he is. I wish I knew the numbers on it, because I'm really curious to see if it's stuck on one of our neighbor's cars.

Happy Birthday Rose Sylvia

I just realized that today is my oldest sister's birthday. She's been missing almost two years. I don't think she's among the living anymore. Here name is Rose Sylvia and she was last seen in TX where she had a horse ranch. After she went missing she lost the ranch and everything and her horses were her life in many ways. She was an international speaker on the specifics of horse pedigrees and breeding. She was also very active on the Internet and was well known for her social networking under the name FlyingRose. I believe that was the name of her ranch as well. She owned a very useful website at one point called EquineInfo.com.

So I just wanted to make note of her birthday, Oct. 17, 1957. And ask that if anyone has seen or heard from her or about her please let me know. Thanks.

Peacemakers?

I was about to start a blog on Peace, to in a tiny way counteract all the publicity that War is getting. So I remembered a bible verse about blessing the peacemakers. So I googled that up and this was the first quote I came across, that to me in a nutshell shows how out of context the bible can be taken.

"Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called Sons of God...
God Bless America and all of our soldiers fighting for our freedom and protection"
 
That was on a Christian site. In what crazy demented universe have we been taught that a person who kills for a living is a peacemaker? I guess in a sense that if you kill all your enemies you get peace by default. Sick.

Changing Backgrounds

I've been changing all my blog backgrounds to better reflect the real me, and not some mass produced blogger template. That took some study and reading lots of tutorials before I got it right. So to save you time, this is where I got the directions that made sense to me and finally worked. http://www.bloggerbuster.com/2007/10/how-to-use-background-image-for-your.html I realize a lot of men are more comfortable with bland boring backgrounds. But I am a complex person and those just didn't suit me. This isn't an accounting site after all.

Why I'm Ready to Live in a Yurt in the Middle of Five Acres

I don't know what the neighbors in the front house are doing. About every fifteen or 20 minutes they throw their back door open, throw something out on the patio that sounds like a pile of shoes and then they slam the door shut. This is about the fifth time already. It's dark over there...for all I know it's burglars. But why would burglars throw things in the back yard where they'd have to toss them over the fence to get them out? Strange. I'd really like to get some sleep.

Japanese Dishes

I'm been through a lot lately and although the timing wasn't the best and I have more bills than I know what to do with, I finally broke down and bought some Japanese dishes. I've wanted some for years and I was tired of waiting. There never is the perfect time really. Now I can't wait to make some rice or miso soup or something so I can use them. And I've decided every time I go to that Japanese market I'm going to buy a dish or two. I only go there about two or three times a year so I'll just slowly add to my collection.

Midnight Woes

Most of the time I'm in my apartment. It is only rarely that the apartment is empty and neither of us are home. So why is it, when home issues arise, it happens when we are not here to fix them immediately?

We left to visit friends at 4:30 and got home at midnight. I'm walking down the hall barefooted and my feet are getting wet. Major portions of the rug are a soggy mess. Also, the bathroom off the master bedroom is flooded, as well as a section of bedroom carpeting.

After a bit of investigating, we notice the living room ceiling is wet. Therefore, we are guessing maybe the issue is in the apt. over us. So I go to knock on their door hoping they don't shoot me since it's after midnight.

Well, evidentally their toilet overflowed. And judging by the volume of water it must have overflowed for hours. Usually when a toilet overflows it's right after flushing, so how could they not know their toilet was overflowing and turn off the water? I don't get it.

So we've spent the last hour picking up anything on the floor that might wick up water, like stacks of art supplies and paintings and boxes of books and paperwork. Even my guitar case was wet so I had to take my guitar out of it. And if it happened hours ago, why didn't they call the landlord? If he has to replace the carpet, where will we put all the furniture and stuff so they can rip out the old carpet? I mean how sanitary is it to have water overflowed from a toilet soaked into all our rugs and the padding under it? Eww.