Our car was stolen, and yes we have had a pretty crazy month.

We had gone down to NYC for the weekend, having a bunch of people come in from Chris's old STINT (short term international) team. It was a fabulous time. We drove back up to our house and thought we were losing our minds when we didn't see the Honda. Chris asked "I drove home right?"

So we called the cops, and to make a long story short they actually found our car like 3 blocks away, with the key hole stripped, and the stereo ripped out, but laying on the front seat. The cops said they think the people must of gotten spooked or something to leave it all there and that close. Well we're sure thankful that they did. So now we just have to have the ignition fixed and the stereo reinstalled, thankfully there are no other damages.

Scary things is, we actually live in a really nice area of town, all the neighbors are kind of freaked out.

I realize that STL is supposedly the most dangerous city in America, but all I have to say is that in STL, our car never got stolen.