Saturday, October 24, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Gunshots and Bums!
This is our life. Saturday night, a gunshot at 11:30, RIGHT OUTSIDE OUR WINDOW, blasted! Moments later, another one. This one waking Jacob. It was a nightmare. And yes I called the cops!! It sounded like it came from our backyard!! And according to our neighbor, she thought it sounded that way too!!! We had the window open, so I knew which direction the shots came from. We turned off the lights inside, and called nine one one. The air was so dense, that as I was being recorded on the call, and looking out our OPEN kitchen window, I thought for sure my neighbors would hear me. Cus one of the 2 guys that live behind us were outside, on their back patio, with the lights on, they while I was still talking to the cops, they went in and shut off all their lights. I was scared to say the least!! And poor little baby boy...he was really not sure what to do, specially with mommy running around like a maniac (ok, not exactly!)
Next, the bum! Yesterday, at 3:30 in the afternoon, I was getting Jacob and all our gear out of the car, when I saw some weirdo old bum looking dude walking down our side street! He started to cut thru our yard by our little tree. But then he sees me. He stopped cutting through our yard and continues down the side street. However, before I got out of the car to unload, I saw an ambulance with their lights on down at First. Ok, no biggie. Then the (certainly drunk and or other chemical imbalanced!!!!) bum walks up, with his big beard and very large black backpack walking thru our yard. I get Jacob, and watch him walking up the street. I go inside, and unload the food in the kitchen, when I see a cop driving up from First towards our house...VERY FAST. I step out the back door, to see 3 more cops hauling ass up the side street!
My little ole lady neighbor steps out onto her porch, and looks around. I say "I am not sure what that is all about..." and she asks if I heard the shots...so I proceed to walk across the street to her house, and discuss the recent events. When MANY other (5 or 6 at least) MORE COPS come screaming up the street, turning around, driving crazy. Then one pulls up to us and asks "did you see a man with a beard..." YES I say, "he went that way"!!! The cop speeds off!
Then they are out on foot, tromping thru our muddy, unpaved alleys, and walking back up my street towards us. I yell, did you find him? "Yes, but now we are looking...for something else."
Great, there is some weapon or stolen property, or who knows what (but with the ambulance at the end of the street I am thinking gun or knife...) within a block or so of us! RIGHT NOW!!!
So I decide its best to get the babay back in the casa!
More cops are screeching around our block.
So, this was yesterday.
Today, I am driving to work, just a couple blocks from home, and see a suspicious purse and red coffee mug stuck in some bushes. I called non emergency popo to inform.
Have no conclusion to this!
Next, the bum! Yesterday, at 3:30 in the afternoon, I was getting Jacob and all our gear out of the car, when I saw some weirdo old bum looking dude walking down our side street! He started to cut thru our yard by our little tree. But then he sees me. He stopped cutting through our yard and continues down the side street. However, before I got out of the car to unload, I saw an ambulance with their lights on down at First. Ok, no biggie. Then the (certainly drunk and or other chemical imbalanced!!!!) bum walks up, with his big beard and very large black backpack walking thru our yard. I get Jacob, and watch him walking up the street. I go inside, and unload the food in the kitchen, when I see a cop driving up from First towards our house...VERY FAST. I step out the back door, to see 3 more cops hauling ass up the side street!
My little ole lady neighbor steps out onto her porch, and looks around. I say "I am not sure what that is all about..." and she asks if I heard the shots...so I proceed to walk across the street to her house, and discuss the recent events. When MANY other (5 or 6 at least) MORE COPS come screaming up the street, turning around, driving crazy. Then one pulls up to us and asks "did you see a man with a beard..." YES I say, "he went that way"!!! The cop speeds off!
Then they are out on foot, tromping thru our muddy, unpaved alleys, and walking back up my street towards us. I yell, did you find him? "Yes, but now we are looking...for something else."
Great, there is some weapon or stolen property, or who knows what (but with the ambulance at the end of the street I am thinking gun or knife...) within a block or so of us! RIGHT NOW!!!
So I decide its best to get the babay back in the casa!
More cops are screeching around our block.
So, this was yesterday.
Today, I am driving to work, just a couple blocks from home, and see a suspicious purse and red coffee mug stuck in some bushes. I called non emergency popo to inform.
Have no conclusion to this!
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
My son the shit squisher!
Now this may sound like more than it is...so here is the story:
We are in his playroom, and he is in full squat position, when I hear grunting. Being a mother for 14 months to this day!!!, I know this noise, and I know it well. It will soon be followed by an olfactory NIGHTMARE!! What I was not expecting, was for my beautiful, pure, innocent little boy to go from squatting, to sitting, to rocking back and forth from side to side!!! With no hindrance, or reservation... Just the innocent knowledge of "oh, this feels warm and squishy and good!!" However that is run through a little boys mind at this young age. HE didn't even turn to see if I saw him, just the squishing. I began to laugh, then he turns. My response: "I saw that!! I TOTALLY just saw you do that!!!!!"
We are in his playroom, and he is in full squat position, when I hear grunting. Being a mother for 14 months to this day!!!, I know this noise, and I know it well. It will soon be followed by an olfactory NIGHTMARE!! What I was not expecting, was for my beautiful, pure, innocent little boy to go from squatting, to sitting, to rocking back and forth from side to side!!! With no hindrance, or reservation... Just the innocent knowledge of "oh, this feels warm and squishy and good!!" However that is run through a little boys mind at this young age. HE didn't even turn to see if I saw him, just the squishing. I began to laugh, then he turns. My response: "I saw that!! I TOTALLY just saw you do that!!!!!"
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