Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Justice does prevail, In good time.





When I woke up today I could feel this day would be different. I only snoozed 2 times this am. As I jump in the shower I go back to Sunday which was Father's Day. My sister and I went fishing with our father. He taught us to fish when we both were around 3 years old with the cane fishing pole.

You can smell the sunshine in the air, and I sit and take in the scenery! Aware of everything just disconnected. My sister and father have been very close her entire life. Once I got old enough and this father daughter bond apparent, I decided that My sister and father have lived lifetimes together. They can finish each others sentences, know what comes next, its uncanny. My family has come to accept my analogy.

I listen as my father tries to convince her not to make the 5 state move, without success. My sister begins speaking as though she is thinking out loud, and says, Dad, I just don't understand, how a human being to do this to me. What was the driving force of Seth Riewaldt to do this to me? Was it greed, or ego? Did he know I didn't have a husband and felt he and the cowboys would come into my home and scare the hell out of me? or did he keep his eye on the prize, my 18k of property he seized, thinking I would sit back and take the bullshit, and be "the model citizen" never asking any questions, thinking my good behavior would pay off? Or did he know enough about the law to know how to break it? She elaborates saying, 9 out of 10 people in my situation, would not question anything, pack up and move, and knowing his below the belt tactics, he would "attempt" to contact me, and when I don't show up claiming my stuff within 60 days, his cowboys and he become the lawful owner of my property? She wraps up with saying, I could never treat someone like this Dad, Even if I didn't like them, I could never do this to anyone. Dad says, Patience is a virtue. Justice does prevail, in good time.

Tuesday arrives, and MSNBC is set to show up at my sisters house!! Chris Hansen will interview my sister and her boys. I'm very excited, and will be there.

As scheduled the van and two cars show up in my sisters driveway. It was decided in advance, I would answer the door. The knock and then I don't want to be Over anxious, so I wait and hear the doorbell. I gather myself, and answer the door.
Chris Hansen is on the porch, so I invited the whole crew in, which is 7 people and a whole lot of equipment.

My Mother shuffles Stone into the Kitchen and begins talking immediately. My sister is just now coming down the stairs. She looks Gorgeous. She has a soft pick Summer St John's on. Dressy casual, and TOP SHELF. I look to see she has my mothers Stuart Weizmann's on, that I was NOT ALLOWD TO BORROW! My sister looks drop dead gorgeous, Perfect. I then do a once over look only to see, she has everything covered, soup to nuts, with outfit, makeup and accessories. She walks into the Kitchen and Chris says, YOU MUST BE ? She has yes and reaches to his extended hand, and he offers a shake and then gives her a hug.

He has my outline and makes some notes from questions. The crew spend about 3.5 hours. Chris doesn't leave one stone uncovered. I'm getting jealous!!
I am able to get close enough to him to say, He has amazing skin, with perfect pores, and an sexy jawline. His teeth are natural white and not much if any cosmetic work, perfect mid line. He also was wearing Helmut Lang, which makes the hair on my neck stand up. I do tell Gunar later of this,...(laughing!)

As they wrap things up, and the crew packs up. I walk them out, and Chris is still inside, AHHHH! I'm sinning in my mind, and it feels OK! My sister and I walk Chris out, but he continues to talk with my sister. I look up to see the neighbors in her community that have this sense of "THEY HAVE ARRIVED" standing on the sidewalks as though they await a parade, gawking over, gossiping and wondering, WHAT IS GOING ON~!

I do have to say, Ive never liked the people that live in her community, since they equate their middle classed new neighborhood to that of an upscale gated community.

I stretch my neck out to make sure, My Hummer, Is in plain site, and have to make a trip to it, unlocking and getting in. They need to know, let them eat cake!

When i return inside, I look to see the humidity has taken over my Doo for the day and I look nothing short of a modern day Medusa! I hope Chris didn't notice!













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