Where I've been

A registered sex offender moved in on the street that runs parallel to ours. Yet more shed and garage break-ins, lately (I asked the cop who stopped by to see if we'd heard anything during the last break-in, "Is it mostly teens?" He replied, "Teens and crackheads". Oh joy). We're working very hard in the addition because, when it's done, we're putting our house on the market and getting out of this neighborhood before it nose-dives us right into the dirt.

I'm sorry if I've missed anything important. Hugs and vibes to all that need them.

Ah, I love the smell of spackle in the morning.

I'm a vixen, too!

( Vocabular Vixen, that is )