MEGA trouble at the Rancho Bandry!!! When I got home from school today the Mad Cow had a surprise for me. She’d decided to GIVE ME her mobe. She said she never used it, so she didn’t see any reason why I shouldn’t have hers. I tried to talk her out of it. I said I was pretty shaken from the attack and wasn’t sure if I wanted to walk around with something that was so popular with thieves. As per usual, she paid ABSOLUTELY no attention to me. She said as long as I was careful and paid attention to where I was she’d actually feel better about me going out on my own if I had her phone. She went to get it. She was gone for eons. I crossed my fingers and sipped my tea. Maybe she’d totally forgotten where she’d put it. She hadn’t. She returned in screaming mode. “Where’s my phone? Did you take my phone? Did you go through my things? How would you like it if I went through your things?” (As if, right?!!) Blah blah blah. I didn’t break down though. I’ve been her daughter for sixteen years; I know how to do it. I just kept saying that I had no idea what she was talking about. What could she do? She’s too lazy to dust for fingerprints. The whole time this was going on, Nan was sound asleep at the kitchen table. She only woke up when the MC started screaming that it was her phone I lost yesterday. “Tell the truth, Janet. It was my phone, wasn’t it,” she kept shrieking. “Trust in the Lord!” cried Nan. The Mad Cow said He was probably the only person in this house you could trust.