Do you remember the humble '03 elantra you broke into last night? The one with the 2 car seats in the back? You smashed in the passenger side window and scattered glass chunks throughout the WHOLE car. All you stole was my beloved GPS, in which I affectionately call Gerald Pierce Sterling (G.P.S. - get it?... he has a British accent). You found him in the center console hidden under my sunglasses and phone charging cord... which leads me to believe that you might live in our neighborhood. I don't know who you are but Santa does! So I'm sure you will get coal in your stocking!! Actually, you will probably have a great Christmas... car radios and all the other stolen goods stacked around your Christmas tree just waiting to be sold on ebay... ug! Well even more important than Santa... God knows!! And while you are reaping the benefits of your robber escapades now, you will reap the consequences later!!! My sweet Gerald is fully loaded with my favorite songs by Jars Of Clay and David Crowder Band. And when you turn him on my favorite picture of Hot Hubby and I flashes on the screen while everything is loading.
Don't you worry about me though. My Hot hubby has already arranged for someone to clean up the car and replace the window. Even as I wite this, they are fixing what you destroyed.
The saddest part is that Gerald (while I adore him) is rather old in the GPS world. His maps are outdated and you would actually have to spend money to update him. Which you probably won't do! So my dearest Gerald will just be junk to you, and since you have no regard for things you'll probably just throw him out and steal a better model from a Lexus! Shame on you and all your houses!
Kara-Noel and the Family
If you have been saving the pink breast cancer yogurt lids, they are due by the 31st so send them out today. I did.