My father died 18 years ago today. It's shocking to me that it's been so many years. He was 61 years old. Sara was 6 and she mourned him the rest of her life. I will post more about him next month on his birthday. I might even unearth a few photos of him and mama.
We are pretty sure we know who broke into our basement. The why we don't know and what to do about it we don't know. I recognized the wire cutter they used to cut the screens. It didn't hit me until today that it was this person. I'm not afraid of him but I am angry, very angry.
On a related note, our alarm system will be installed next Wednesday. The initial installation is a bit pricy but the monthly fees are pretty cheap. I just hope I don't manage to set the alarm off all the time.
ON a side-ish note, we are thinking about going on a vacation soon. So far we are thinking Charleston, and perhaps the Myrtle Beach area. We are thinking of doing motel rooms each night instead of getting a condo. Then there's the mountains or day trips or... argh~!
Gotta go make some spaghetti noodles and stick some garlic bread in the oven! Have a good one!