I was burgled!  Someone broke into my home, violated my sanctuary, and stole a rare timepiece and cherished item of jewelry.

It’s weird.  It’s creepy.  It’s kinda scary.  And most of all, it pisses me off.  The brooch (ironically a piece that had always brought me luck – I’d worn it to a trio of baby showers) and the watch (an estate piece that was perfect for evenings, without being a formal cocktail watch) were two of my favorites.  And while they are both insured for “replacement value” how do you replace the irreplaceable?

First I called the police, and was told that an officer would be coming to my house to file a report.  I received a home-visit from a charming Cadet from the Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department, whose uniform was virtually shrink-wrapped onto his body.  I was reminded of that episode of Modern Family where Claire got gussied-up for the “hot” firemen.  (Makes “Protect and Serve” seem somehow dirty - but in the good way...)

He opened the report file, and I gave him some photos of me on Facebook wearing both of the items.  Now, posting all those images seems a lot more practical, since he was able to take these to include in the bulletin that would be sent to the local pawn shops.

Then I called my insurance company and filed my claim.  So, I'm sure you can imagine how much fun my day has been (although, if you ever do have to file a report, request a Cadet...).

Now, you’re probably wondering, what does all of this mean for you?  It means: no article, today.  I need a little “me” time.