I dropped Esther off at school this morning and when I got home, parked in front of our house, and noticed something was different.
ALL OUR PUMPKINS HAD BEEN STOLEN.
We didn't have much on the porch, just our pumpkins and some odds and ends. But our next door neighbor had his pumpkins and ALL his decorations stolen. We've already sent out emails to the rest of the block and my neighbor called the police, but there's not much we can do now.
I haven't heard from any of our other neighbors yet this morning, but it's early yet.
Theft and robbery and break-ins have always been an issue in our neighborhood, but it's gotten worse in the last few months. In fact, it's gotten to the point where we know all our regular patrol officers by name, because we see them so often.
I shouldn't get that upset about the pumpkins--they're going to rot and get composted anyway, but these jerks were up on my porch. I'm just lucky our few decorations are on the inside of the house. Happy stinkin' Halloween. Esther's going to be so bummed when she gets home and finds "her" pumpkin gone. She picked them all out at the pumpkin patch, but one pumpkin was her "special" one.
GRRRRRR. Now I have to go to work and be pissed off all day.
Sorry to vent--I do feel a little better, though...
Thursday, October 30, 2008
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That really STINKS!!!!!
~Sherry
That is just pure evil - and not in the Halloween sense! How awful!
That's a big karmic debt those asshats are going to have to pay off.
I feel so bad for Esther who picked the perfect pumpkin just for her.
Maybe she would be willing to go get another and carve it tonight. Poor kid.
Amy, that is TERRIBLE!!! You have every right to be as upset as you are. I know they are just pumpkins, but like you said, they were YOUR pumpkins that YOU picked out and carved....it crrrreeps me out to think of strangers up on your porch, uninvited! Hopefully someone will know something. Maybe the Great Pumpkin will hunt them down and open a can of Spooky Whup-ass on them!!!!!!!! xo Paige
Baby, we would have fun with them back in Texas, huh! Tell my baby girl grandpa has punkin for her at my house.
Yo Daddy
Amy,what a bummer! What the hell is wrong with some people? When I was a kid our pumpkins would get not just stolen but smashed EVERY SINGLE year. So one year my brother made himself into a scarecrow sitting on the porch in a lawn chair with a Pumpkin head. I helped to stuff leaves everywhere he was showing. His head was in the chest and his lookout was through the button hole of my Dad's flannel shirt. He waited there patiently for a very long time. I came home from my trick or treating and offered him a drink through a straw. He was sweaty, itchy and determined. I went in and shut the door forgetting him and counting my load. Sure enough...the bandits finally arrived. As the creep lifted the pumpkin, my brothers arms reached out to rip off the punks mask. There was a whole lot of yelling and screaming so we all came out to Jack's rescue. The perpetrators got away. Ok so our pumpkin still got smashed. But... how sweet it was to watch the bad bullies run scared. Best wishes for you and yours.
Elaine, that's AWESOME!!! I love that story--it completely made me laugh out loud and I had this great visual of your brother scaring the snot out of those brats! YAYYYY!
Im so bummed for Ester, but saw on flickr that you got a new guy. Those pumpkin crooks are such dummies...so, what exactly do you DO with a stolen jack o lantern? Doesnt sound like they thought that through ;) atleast they werent a smashed mess on your porch. That would be even worse!~
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