News from the hood?

A little DRAMA for this MAMMA!

Coming home from Jay's football game in Salem (they won 14 - 6 btw), Jay and I noticed an increased number (like 45 cars from all over the county) of police cars on the block west of us. This didn't surprise me because I've noticed that the police frequent that block a lot. Me, being the nosy, investigating type, CSI junkie that I am, I drove around to see if I could catch a glimpse of what was going on...el zippo!

So I relied on reliable sources like the neighbors across the street. The ones that my dad called the cops on and had arrested when we were working on our house before we moved in!!! All that was known was here-say. This is where all the people were gathering...at the end of our block and across the street. Then...the SWAT teams, yes TEAMS, started to appear.
This is the second SWAT team I saw. The first one came down our street across the street to get into the back of the property! Are you worried about where I live?
This is the third SWAT team...complete with the channel 2 news guy on the corner!
Then they brought out a robot? I decided that hiding behind the Boyacks camper might be safer because the action was on the next block. Bullets could be flying! Anyone with worse luck than me, please share! (Jane T. you and me have a tie!!) My luck would be to catch the one and only stray bullet!!
This just in...domestic violence/hostage situation...N-I-C-E!Then SWAT team #4! In.front.of.my.house. A little too close you say? This was very surreal. You could see the focus on their faces. Willie being the obedient dog that he is didn't make a sound, most likely because he had his bark collar on. (I know, I know...it's needed though)

The first SWAT team I saw gave me a pit in my stomach and made me think of Will going on missions in Afghanistan. Seeing their faces and knowing of the "unknown" they were dealing with was almost too much to think about.

I don't know how the situation ended. I just looked outside and all remnants of SWAT teams and ambulances and tow trucks and police/sheriff cars and crowds of people and news coverage teams were gone. Lauren came in and told me that a boy down the street (...who heard it from this guy, who heard if from this guy, who heard it from this guy's cousin...) said that the man shot himself when the SWAT teams got inside.

Oh, what a hold satan has on so many!

So, back to normal, kind of.

As Emma and Willie and I sat on the front porch watching TOWNS of people drive by and roll down their windows and ask what was going on...I tried to think of more positive things. I remembered the cute pumpkin I bought yesterday...

It's called a "cinderella" pumpkin..the orange one. Yes, it's real! I LOVE it! Isn't it beautiful and cool? But being the WICKED mother that I am - I won't let it change into a carriage! Maybe I'll let it change into a BMW though! My handsome prince (aka Will) could, for sure, wisk me away in a BMW! Okay, maybe a Toyota Camry is good enough.

I'm going to go mop the floors!