Thursday, May 10, 2012

So I have a new mailbox now

I believe there was a hit taken out on my mailbox. Under the shroud of darkness Saturday night the unmistakable sound of my mailbox being smacked startled me at 10:30 pm. Boy #3 and I were the only ones home. We both knew what happened as soon as we heard it and ran out the front door. Because that's the way we roll, him with his golf club and me in my slippers. We saw nothing but the remnants of our mailbox scattered on the lawn with only its post sticking out of the ground. We looked up and down the street, remained outside waiting to see if anyone would come back to confess but it was not to be. It was a vicious assault nothing more.
Because of my outspoken posts of mailbox vandalism here and here, I believe my mailbox became a target. My freedom of speech is under attack! I guess I'm reaching more readers than I thought. Which is a way to look at the whole experience in a positive way I suppose.
As you can see in the picture, having three boys is coming in handy, the husband didn't have to lift a finger during the installation of the new mailbox.
It's has been a pleasure to wake up in the morning and see that it is still standing too.

5 comments:

ReformingGeek said...

Send them here, please.

The boys, not the assailant.

:)

Hum....check out that old wheelbarrow. Rusty?

Relax Max said...

That is a terrible thing for them to do that to you.

Relax Max said...

Even after several days of coming back to your blog and rereading this post, the picture of the terrible destruction to your property, and, of course, the PERSONAL violation you must have felt, compels me to pause and run to the window and assure myself that my own mailbox still stands.

Suzanne said...

Carol - I will send them but you need to know a few guidelines first.
Don't feed them after midnight. The one in the white is under age, no beer. The other two can not agree on a beer they both like and will argue about beer at great length. Just don't give them beer, any of them.
And so you know, they are a reality show waiting to happen.

Suzanne said...

Relax Max - Your concern for your mailbox is overwhelming. I'm so sorry to have put you on edge.