The Grinch gets caught

So it turns out that we weren't the only family who had a grinch try to actually steal their Christmas.


We got a call a day ago from the police that they had caught the man who had been stealing boxes from the front porches of St. Paul homes.  And while he had taken four boxes from my parents' front porch, they had only recovered the goods from one.

It was returned to us, reeking of smoke and, somehow already stained, yesterday.

The police officer explained that he didn't say what he had done with the goods, but in all liklihood, the man, Pedro Flores, had taken them to a bar and sold them.

Which is all fine and good.  Well not really, it still sucks.  But for those of you who read the story earlier in the week, you might recall that I didn't say what was in the boxes.  I just said that they were very personal items that would mean nothing to anyone else.

Because they were bathrobes.  Really nice, heavy, personalized bathrobes.  For all 12 of us, ranging from size 3T to adult sizes.

So the thought of this guy hitting skeezy bars offering personalized bathrobes for sale is alternately horrifying and hilarious.

Hey baby.  You look like a Molly, want a bathrobe?

Dude, Brian?  Can I call you Brian?  I can hook you up with a bathrobe.

I mean seriously.

And then the story hit the news.  And before we all went to bed last night, we pulled up the video from KSTP.

It's worth watching the video if you have a minute.  Because our entire family erupted in hysterics over the line, "...Found a shopping lift of items from Wii games to expensive bathrobes..."

Yup, that was us.  We are the expensive bathrobe people.

Well some of us are.

While the rest of you are dealing with family drama of your own over the holidays, we have new drama here.  We are now the (expensive bathrobe) haves...

And the (expensive bathrobe) havenots...

And dude, if you bought a bathrobe in the bar, a) that is weird and b) give it back.

Merry Christmas.