Thank you for your prayers!!

I spent an hour, with my dad, scouring the woods/dumpsters/roadside for my purse today with no luck. We did run into several people at the park who immediately went back to their vehicles, took their purses out of the front seat and put them into their trunks. It seems I am not the only one deluded into thinking our small town is immune to crime.

After realizing it was very unlikely that my purse was coming back, I started to make phone calls. The bank recommended closing our account and opening a new one since our cheques had been stolen. I didn't go with this option right away. I called Steve and we commiserated awhile on what to do about the bank account, the locks on the house (since there was a house key in my purse), the fact that I had NO identification since I kept all of it in my purse, etc.

Once we were finished talking, I noticed there was a message on the phone. It was Sargent Gordon calling to say that a gentleman had returned a bunch of the contents of my purse!! Woohoo!! The stuff is all mixed in with another lady's stuff, so I need to go to the police station and separate everything. I am trapped here for now, as my oldest is out (no babysitter) and my car is at the repair shop. Anyway, they have at least my driver's license and birth certificate and I think they have my chequebook and house key. I am just praying for the kids birth certificates and our health cards. I am also really hoping the thieves didn't take the $100 gift certificate to the lingere store that Steve gave me for our anniversary. Ha ha!

We're also hoping for Sophie la Giraffe's safe return.

It must have been a pretty depressing theft...I can almost hear them now, "WHAT?!? One cent? A bunch of baby toys? Diapers? A gift certificate for a BRA store?! This sucks!!" They didn't take my iPod, which was in plain view -- if only they'd known they could have listened to hours of knitting podcasts!