I can't believe it's been over a week since I've written and I don't want to let any more time pass. I have the debate on pause and I'll watch it after a little writing.
My sister from GA has been my house guest for over a week and she's been great company. We've run around on my days off, and spent the nights in front of the television eating ice cream. How many people get the opportunity to hang out with their siblings and have sleep-overs once they've become 'grown-ups'? My sister came to town to be with my parents and also to go away for the weekend with a group of her high school friends. It was fortuitous that she was here when my sister Lisa had a medical emergency. Lisa woke up one morning in horrible pain and was diagnosed with an intestinal obstruction. She had to have major surgery to repair it. Poor Lisa. It's been good that Ilene has been around to visit. Me too. Lisa will be out of work for many weeks. She missed the big dinner we had at The Annapolitan tonight with my parents, my brother and sister, my daughter and her friend, two nieces, nephew and grand-nephew. We feasted on lots and lots of Chinese food we brought in and ate in the private dining room. It was a lot of fun.
I had some excitement around here last night. I try to keep my garage door closed, but sometimes I forget. When I went out to walk the dog last night I noticed a bicycle laying at the end of my neighbor's driveway, and I called to tell her about it. When I got back, the neighbor wheeled the bike over to my garage. It was then I noticed my bike was missing! The bike I love! I called the police, and a K-9 officer that was nearby came over, listened to my story and told me a regular officer would be by, but that he'd ride around and look. The next officer came and I told him my story. He got a call and told me they might have found my bike, that they suspect, and I'd have to come with him to identify the bike. The K-9 officer saw a kid riding a bike in my neighborhood that matched my description. Long story short, we drove to a nearby bad neighborhood and they had a young kid in handcuffs along with my bike. I was very, very lucky. If I had called an hour or two later it would never have been found.
The cops said kids look for open garages and take bikes all the time. Very scary.
So that's a little something from my world. Hope things are good in yours. And now it's back to the debate.
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