Not my week

I have been meaning to write since last week.  There is so much to talk about.  My Dad is now known as the “Addie Whisperer” in close circles.  I have a crazy work story that involves a man in a Hawaiian shirt and two dogs in a conference room.  “Dancing with the Stars” water cooler talk, including Shark’s shorty shorts that made me uncomfortable.  And I never recapped the Taylor Swift concert I recently experienced.   

 

On Saturday, I twisted my knee and it swelled up to the size of a large melon before my eyes.  I’m used to this really.  In 1994, I tore my ACL on the 50-yard-line of Bobcat Stadium after executing a beautiful cartwheel off the fence to the tune of “Wild, Wild West.”  Fast forward to 1998 in ballet class at Baylor and you would find me leaping across the floor only to land weird and crumble into a ball on the floor with a second ACL tear.

 

So a little swelling after salsa class is nothing.  Cha-cha-cha-ing with Roberto?  Priceless.  I’m just saying.

 

Then there was Monday night.  The bad news is that my purse was stolen.  Someone out there had a good time with my credit cards at convenient stores and I’m hoping none of you received prank calls last night.  If you did, more than likely it was not me. 

 

The good news is that I found my purse in the boy’s bathroom this morning and he was nice enough to leave my lip gloss in the side pocket.  Silver lining?  Moist lips for making all the phone calls do cancel and reissue things.  SCORE!

 

Lessons learned: 

 

1.                  Stop carrying a purse. 

2.                  Always have a spare key to your apartment that lives in the same city as the city you live in. 

3.                  Always have a spare key to your car handy. 

4.                  Never have a locksmith make you a key…go to the dealership. 

5.                  It’s good manners to send a Starbucks gift card to the parts technician at the Toyota place who let you cry on his shoulder during your first nervous breakdown of the day.

6.         Begin letter-writing campaign to American Idol that involves viewers being able to submit votes for Allison on the website, because NOT ALL of us have cell phones for texting and calling FOX!

7.                  Keep a bottle of Advil in both your purse AND your house…that way…you don’t have to search and rescue old Advils in the bottom of other purses to ease the headache that will inevitably develop after several hours of your car alarm going off since your one bottle of Advil was in the stolen purse contents that are taking a joy ride around Houston EZ marts.

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Aimee (Ledbetter) Akin
Aimee (Ledbetter) Akin

I am sorry your week has been so cruddy Lincee! But I am very thankful that you found your purse. Even if it just contained the lip gloss. Kudos to you for looking at the silver lining. *grins* I had a nervous breakdown on the Toyota guy also a couple years back. Those poor Toyota guys! Homemade cookies go a long way also! I can still picture in my head when you hurt your knee. I can picture them scooping you off the field and running you off. Having such a good memory at times can be embaressing. Not sure why I shared that, but….yes, I ramble!

And thanks for not voting for Adam! I love Alyson!

Julie
Julie

Also, make sure your spare keys actually fit the locks you intend them for. Had a close call with my friend coming over to feed my guinea pigs while I was on vacation – she had 2 identical keys for a door with 2 different locks. Luckily a correct set was about 10 miles away…

Lauren

Bless your heart!! What a lousy week. Hopefully whoever stole your purse will promptly have karma bite them in the rear end!!!

Matatagirl
Matatagirl

Sorry you are having such a hard week. The good news is that you have a new neice and The Bachelorette starts May 18th at 8 pm (Central) with a 2 hour premiere!

Amanda

ugghh, that sucks. I had my purse stolen at a Texas Roadhouse Cafe about 1.5 years ago. It is not a good experience to have to go through.
I did however get the people who stole it on camera at a 7-11. If I ever see those grainy faces…….!!

FaninHTown
FaninHTown

Oh, Linc — definitely a ‘bless your heart’ week! I’m so sorry! I had my purse stolen out of my car at Christmas time (while I was at my company Christmas party, no less). So they broke into my car, stole my purse & all its contents (no moist lips for calling the credit card co.s for me) AND stole several Christmas gifts I had in there too — NOT a good feeling, so I can relate! Still, you are blessed with your great sense of humor, your faith & a dad who is a granddaughter whisperer…! take from an aunt of 3 nephews, THAT is some talent! May your Easter week be better & may it help put things in perspective…

CheekyMonkey
CheekyMonkey

Whoa, rough week lady. Things are looking up though, I mean, we’ve got the bachelorette on the horizon, little uncomfortable pointy boy shorts dancing with a star, and Guilll…. hello take off my shirt and make carrieannanannaaaaaabaa sweat, nooooo, don’t put it back on!!! So wrong…just so wrong. Anyway, things are looking up! Well, the TV world that is. We miss OHCH!

adriana

Oh wow, that sucks! At least you got your purse back? I’ve never had my purse stolen, but I have had my wallet stolen – it blows. Hope the replacement process goes smoothly!

Carolyn
Carolyn

Sorry you had such a rough week! I hope your bank and cc companies are being helpful as you work through this mess.

And for the record, when I had a breakdown on the shoulder of the Midas guy two weeks ago I sent a BBQ gift card. He was appreciative 🙂

Brandy
Brandy

Sounds like you have had a rough week!! I hope things are going better for you and that your knee also gets better soon! Glad you found your purse! Of course, that doesn’t help all the hassle of the credit card stuff. Life… throws crap at ya sometimes doesn’t it!?! 🙂

Leslie from Austin
Leslie from Austin

Aaaannnnndddd, breathe!

heidi
heidi

First of all, total sympathy for you on your terrible horrible no good very bad week. Secondly, I’m totally with you on American Idol needing online voting because I hate sitting on the phone for 2 hours trying to vote because I don’t have AT&T and can’t text vote in. I give up on voting for my sweet anoop because I get so frustrated and he keeps getting thrown in the bottom 3.

Michele in LA
Michele in LA

Dear sweet girl…breathe and remember in this time of renewal God brings you to it and leads you through it. And He is smiling at your ability to see and share the humor in it all. More love coming your way.

ADH

I am so sorry you had a bad week! Ugh.

webMAN

You mean those heavy breathing phone calls WEREN’T YOU?!?!?!? Bummer. 🙂 Er, what were you doing in the men’s room? Maybe the CAT took it? No? It does hate you. Everything will be O.K. pumpkin. You have more positive karma than anyone I know.

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