stolen bicycles

Last night DH and I “cooked” another meal in our room, if making a salad counts as cooking. It was labor-intensive enough to be considered hard work, that’s for sure. Because of my paranoia about raw foods, I had to hand wash every piece of lettuce and then hand dry it. (I’m also a little [...]

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Toronto said goodbye to me by stealing my bicycle out of my own back yard, during the one minute I left it outside unattended and unlocked. I was planning on shipping the bike to Texas, so I suppose this saved me at least $100. (Although that is what I could have sold it for… I [...]

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